Markus didn’t have any troubles walking down stairs. He had been blind for years, and even if Agnes didn’t know, he wasn’t exactly homeless. He had no clue if she thought he was, though she certainly treated him like it.
Well, technically, he supposed he was half homeless. He had shared his home with his boyfriend before, who took over paying for it. And since Markus was more than happy to be away from that alpha, he guessed he didn’t have a home anymore. Though he really wanted his things.
Agnes did assume he was homeless, only because she found him like she did. When they got to the bottom of the stairs, she kept holding onto his hand. She didn’t want him to fall.
“Did you have any possessions anywhere that you want me to go get? I could do so easily.” She wanted him to be as comfortable as possible.
“Yes please.”, Markus replied quietly and nodded. He told her his address, tugging on his sweater a little.
“My… ex-boyfriend lives there though… please be careful..”, he mumbled. “I just really want my bunny….”.
He didn’t have any stuffed toys except his bunny, and he barely had anything else soft he really liked. He had a few books in braille though, and his knitting things. And his phone should be at home still too.
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