StaticShockClub

Virgil sighed as he dragged himself into the house. It was late but the next day was Saturday so he could nurse his new injuries in the peace of his own home rather than trying to navigate school while hurting this bad. The door is gently removed from his hand, and he looks up to see his father standing there. Virgil didn't resist when Robert grabbed him and helped him into the house. Robert had seen the breaking news report and saw the battle Static had gotten into with the meta breed. He knew his son would be injured and in pain when he got home so, instead of going to bed he waited up for Virgil to arrive. If he couldn't keep his son out of the fights he could at least be there to tend to him after. He wasn't sure how much time passed between the report and Virgil dragging himself into the house exhausted and injured. It had felt like hours but when Robert looked at the clock later it would have actually only been about an hour and a half. "Pops…" Virgil said his voice tight