[He's asleep, unmoving, until midday of the fifteenth. If Matt's been there for as long as he has been he's probably seen the kid's dad come in every day, during his breaks and after his shifts, offering Matt a ride home every time and lots and lots of thank yous for looking out for his son, even if Mr. Amada found it strange, the first few times, why someone who's really just a tutor would worry about a kid so much. (But he wasn't going to complain; no one else visited Ken besides Mr. Amada's girlfriend who came with him after work one night).
But Ken wakes up right around lunchtime on Saturday, when he makes a small groaning sound and rolls on his side, blinking awake looking stupidly around. He's sore. Where is he? He's hungry. He's thirsty.]
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But Ken wakes up right around lunchtime on Saturday, when he makes a small groaning sound and rolls on his side, blinking awake looking stupidly around. He's sore. Where is he? He's hungry. He's thirsty.]
... Where?