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[Light]

Meliodas twists around to squint at the floating, neon street sign, "Not really, Just down that street and to the left a few houses."

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"I'd like to see it!" Betram clapped his hands together.

[Light]

"Okay then!" Meliodas grabs Betram' hand, "Keep up, okay?"

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Betram's violet eyes were wide and he looked down at their clasped hands, "Okay!"

[Light]

Meliodas starts out in a slow trot down the street from where he had been running from, his bag hanging from his other hand. "Today isn't a real good day to go exploring anyways,"

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"B-Because of the rain?" Betram guessed. He didn't have much experience with rain, but from what he saw, he didn't like it.

[Light]

"Yeah, can't see very well, ya know? Plus, it ain't all that fun, being cold and wet," He glances around before crossing the street with Betram.

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Betram nodded, his stringy hair flopping around his face, "Yes, it's very uncomfortable!"

[Light]

"Very, yeah," he slows down and reaches a snugly squeezed-in building, the towering apartments grey and dull as the concrete that lined the streets. "Up here," he says before letting go of his hand to run up the stairs.

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Betram's eyes grew wide and he scampered after him like a puppy. This was all unfamiliar territory and Meliodas was the only person he trusted.

[Light]

Meliodas pulls a key out from a small zipper pocket on his backpack and jabs it into the keyhole to the door, unlocking it. He pushes it open then, steps inside as thunder starts rumbling in the sky. "Come on, come on," he chants happily.

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Betram darted in like a frightened animal, his shoulders shaking, "Y-You have your own key?"

[Light]

Melioda shook his hair out like a dog and stuffed the key back in his pocket, "Yeah, mom said that I would need one in case... in case of e-mer-gen-cies," he drags out, letting the large word tumble off of his tongue.

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Betram gazed around the house, his arms around himself in attempts to warm his skin up, "Wow."

[Light]

"This way," he shoves off his shoes, and toes at the wet socks, kicking one off after the other. "Books are in my room, ya know?" he says while looking back at Betram, noticing how he was cold.

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Betram wasn't just cold, he was dirty. The boy looked as though he hadn't bathed in a few days. He trotted behind him, looking around.

[Light]

Meliodas casts a look back at Betram and pushes open a bedroom door as he approaches it, "Why don't we clean up first then, before my mom gets back." he suggests, "I got some stuff ya can borrow, ya know, since you ain't carrying anything on you."

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Betram blinked wide, violet eyes at him, "B-Borrow stuff? Like clothes?"

[Light]

"Well yeah," he steps into his room and waves Betram in, "Just bring them back, 'kay?"

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Betram peeked inside before he trotted after Meliodas, "O-Okay.."