Miro counted his ribs, panting heavily. Reeling still from the blow, he focused trying to control the pain he was feeling. It was just a big bruise, after all. There would be no lasting consequences other than a purple hue and soreness for a few days. Clutching his side, his head turned in the direction a voice chastised the racket he had just made angrily.

[i]"Hey! Shut up and fuck off! "[/i]

"Sorry, I was just...uh, training. Sort of. Not many unsupervised places to do so." It was his educate answer to the presence inside one of the vans. He thought about it for a second. It seemed quite natural that some homeless would've used a van to make a shelter from the rain. He often had to do such things in the past. Grumbling with a pang of guilt for disturbing someone's else sleep he began to walk away. Still, something seemed [i]off[/i].

And then it dawned upon him. The voice. It seemed a bit [i]forced[/i] and raspy. Like a teenager who just had a growth spurt. Clenching his fists, he bit his lip. The whole situation was a little too [i]close[/i] to his personal experience for his own comfort. Already, he was imagining the person in the van, a bitter, resentful boy, cursing the world and his luck, with no helping hands at bay. Just like him, before he had met Vincent.

[i]I must be going crazy. I must be going crazy. Picking up more strays.[/i] Miroslav bitterly chastised himself as he turned on his steps and trudged towards the van, slowly opening the door where the other person was. "Actually...this might sound a little crazy, but three or so years ago, I had to sleep on vans too. And I know it sucks. Teenagers shouldn't sleep in vans" He added, carefully measuring his movements so that he didn't sound too obtrusive. He knew all too well how mistrust ran wild these days. "And there's the [i]pigs.[/i] Good lord, the [i]pigs.[/i] With luck, they'll just pop your cap and kill you quickly. At worst? They'll play whack-a-hobo."

He stood in the doorframe. "I'm Miro. I don't have much food and money right now on myself. But I could offer a shower and a better place to stay, if you want. It was rude of me to start doing parkour on your home."