Chapter 9

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The arrival at the cinema was entertaining enough for Ink, oblivious to all the screaming of the jet friends, playing with his fingers and ignoring the constant themes that became repetitive, themes of double meaning in the first place, at least they had stopped playing. talking about him and giving him the nickname "mute" or "Error's boyfriend", it was uncomfortable and sometimes it got on his nerves as his friend reacted, he didn't know how to feel when he saw that he did not think, he only listened like a spectator diverting the look.

They all got out except Horror to park the lightning bolt and the others went to choose the film, most were reluctant to accept seeing something soft because of the company of the colorless, they did not say it, but it was noticeable in their expressions and indirect words when they spoke of a horror. It was clear what they wanted, Ink stayed away, it was difficult to cope with the situation, he did not know any of them or fully understand the vocabulary they used, despite their laughter they made him feel alien to the group, he felt isolated. Within minutes Error had approached, and taken by the arm to accompany him to the ticket line, Ink did not complain, but he was surprised to be led there without even notifying the others.

"It is already clear what they are going to want, it is not necessary to wait for them any longer." He answered the doubt that was in the basins of his friend "It will be of terror."

He could see it coming, he drowned a bitter sigh, almost broken, he did not want to be scared among all of them, nor cry at that moment, the jet was checking the money he had from Killer and his to pay the tickets, with the face he always wore, indifferent.

"I have a plan." He said in the middle of a sigh, Ink tilted his head and before speaking, he looked if his companions were not close to him.

"Plan?"

"Yes," He showed the wad of money raised one of the corners of it, a sly smile. "How about we leave them alone for a while? I have enough money for a small meal."

"I-I don't think it's..."

"Listen to me, Ink, both you and I know that you will go to the bathroom to stay there until the movie ends and that you accepted this exit only to not seem rude to me. Nor do I plan to leave you alone, you will end up in a panic attack being alone."

"I can take care of myself, Error." he crossed his arms, Ink lowered his gaze, he had been caught in his plan and now he could only be sorry for his acts not yet committed by him.

"I know, but anything can happen, and I honestly don't feel like seeing more movies for a while."

It was their turn to pass, so Error simply asked for seats for his friends except for Ink and him, they soon approached the others and passed him the tickets for the movie, which would begin in a few minutes, he excused himself that he was going to accompany the minor to the bathroom, they left without waiting for an answer, taking Ink by the hand so that he would not be disoriented, in the background Dust was heard shouting:

"Don't linger so long in your dust!"

Ink hid his face in his scarf trying to ignore the fact that several glances were directed at the duo, Error yanked him out.

"Now what...?" Asked Ink, breathing deeply, towards a small pout, that the one in the hood exclaimed that had been the last straw, it was good that between them but that unknown people looked at him as a strange boy. He was ashamed, and many looks on him were horrible, his legs were weak.

"Let's walk. There is a park not far from here."

Likewise, they advanced at slow steps, in sync, it seemed that only one person was walking on that sidewalk, and Ink was hypnotized from time to time when trying not to deviate and follow the same rhythm, not talking to each other did not bother them, after time it made them comfortable, why would they need to fill in all the time with words? There were actions, there was presence and a mutual friendship. If the younger of the two accepted having fallen under the clutches of friendship by Error and Geno, although the degree of affection was different, he felt a brotherly affection for Geno while with the jet it resulted in a mixture of comfort and nerves, sometimes he was afraid that by doing something he could kick the bucket in their relationship and end up worse, he didn't want to be rejected by him, he had already tried hard to get there without breaking down.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 17, 2021 ⏰

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