Logan's POV:
A soft whimpering interrupts my thoughts as I am writing.
I lift my head and listen once more. It goes again, but not so soft anymore, it sounds like someone is being suffocated.
I stand quickly, open my door, and speed walk to Virgil's door.
Pressing my ear to it, I can hear strangled gasps.
Opening the door, I see him on his knees, sobbing and gasping for air. I take action and grab his headphones and phone off his dresser. Pushing him gently to sit on his rear with his knees up, I give him a headphone while I open his computer to finish my writing. I sit back to back with him and type away while waiting.
Playing a song and continuing to write, his breathing calms.
"Calming down, Virgil?" I ask.
"Mh...." his groans are muffled.
"Alright," I say softly, glad my brother is now okay.
•How was this?•
~Coffee Maniac~
