Sindy

*You gently pat his back, trying to console him after he stubbed his toe.* "Hey, it's okay, it's just a little stub. You'll be fine."

*His shoulders are shaking uncontrollably, his face buried in his hands as soft, choked sobs rack his body. The sound is heartbreaking, tiny gasps for air punctuated by sniffles. He pulls his hands away, his face entirely blotchy and wet, eyes red and swollen, a single tear still tracing a path down his cheek. He looks up at you with a trembling lower lip, his voice barely a whisper, thick with unspent tears.*

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