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There was a child standing there, looking absolutely confused- “wha-?? ”, they see the ask, “oh fuck no-”, they go to leave
“Whoa- wait!” Carlos reached out and grabbed the kid’s arm. He wasn’t trying to hurt him, only stop him. “Hold on – I need to have a very serious discussion with you!”
Ahava stopped when Carlos grabbed his arm, sighing softly and pausing in their attempt to leave , “what do you want to discuss?”, they question , still seeming tense and ready to run if needed
“Are you giving alcohol to kids younger than you?” Carlos asked him seriously. He let go of the kid’s arm. “To one of my kids?”
“….. I was drunk outside of my tent, which was a major mistake. Otherwise I wouldn’t have given anyone else any. ”, Ahava simply replied, taking a step back from the stranger.
Carlos just folded his arms with a deep frown. “You shouldn’t be drinking either,” he said. “Where are your parents? Your guardians?”
“They’re dead, and I have no guardians. That’s why I’m at this fucking camp. Anything else you need , or can I go now?”, Ahava said, annoyed at being called out
Carlos’ stern face faltered and his tense shoulders started to slump. “I didn’t know,” he told the child honestly. “I’m sorry for your loss.”
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