Summoned

Hope you don't mind walking

"YOU GIVE THAT BACK GODDAMNIT!" I shout, chasing after Saya.

"YOU WILL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVE!" Saya screams, throwing a glance back at me.

She was running like a rugby player, with a rather giant sweetroll under her arm.

"GIVE ME BACK MY SWEETROLL!" I screamed as I kept sprinting towards her.

"KOHTA, CLOSE HER OFF!" I then shouted at Kohta who was running besides me with a plastic bow in his hands.

"YEEESSSSS... ARROW TO THE KNEEE!" He responds, using his plastic bow to fire an arrow aimed towards... me?

"TRAITOOOOOOR!" I shout as I fall face flat to the floor, the world around me going black. Turning myself around, I see Saeko looking over me.

"Let me guess, somebody stole your sweet roll" She asks with a deadpan voice as she keeps looking down at me.

"YES!" I shout back.

And just then, Saya walks up to me, the sweetroll... gone.

"Sepfier." She says while staring at me.

"Where is ma sweetroll woman!?" I respond, glaring at her.

"Sepfier" She says once more, seemingly ignoring what I just asked her.

"Yes that's my name, now where is..."

"SEPFIER!" She cuts me off before I could finish.

"WHAT!?" I shout back at her.

"...Goddamn it you masked idiot." Upon finishing her sentence, my vision starts shaking violently.

Closing my eyes, I felt like I was once again falling down...

After a few seconds of gliding through the darkness, I open my eyes. Only to myself staring at the ceiling of the sports store. With Saya leaning over me as she kept shaking me.

With... quite the shakingly tantalizing view if I might add.

"He even went to sleep while wearing that mask... idiot." She groans as she keeps shaking me.

(She probably doesn't realize I'm already awake, as the mask's shaded visor hides my eyes.)

After some seconds, she stops shaking me and just sits there, staring...

(Ok...it's getting way too awkward with the way she's staring at me now.)

"If you keep staring at me like that, things will start getting weird." I speak up without moving.

Saya remained rooted on the spot for a couple of seconds, probably processing the situation. Before turning beet red.

"Idiot, get up." She responds with a frown as she quickly stands up and starts walking away.

"Wait." I call out to her as I get myself to a sitting position.

She turns around and folds her arms.

"You... you don't happen to have a sweetroll on you... do you?" In response to my question, Saya just blinks at me and rolls her eyes.

"...Is that mask blocking the oxygen flow to your brain?" She turns around and starts walking away again.

"Idiot" She adds in a lower tone.

(That's four idiots in... five minutes or so? I think she's starting to like me.)

Chuckling to myself I shimmied out of my sleeping bag and rolled it up. Only to realize that it's filled with wet spots. And no, not 'that' type of wet spots.