𝑆𝑎𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑋 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟. ♥︎𝑂𝑛𝑒𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠/𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦♥︎

𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠 ☁︎︎

You looked over at him. You never noticed why he looked like that. You couldn't judge, but you were curious.
"Hey... Ruv.. can I ask you somethi-"
"What?" He looked at you frustrated. It was obvious he didn't want to talk to you. Not that like he likes to talk very much. You pursed your lips, and cleared your throat.
"Why do you have an eyepatch?" You asked. You sat more to the side, so your body faced him. He kept looking at you, with the same expression.
"It was a gift. From Sarv." He answered you.
You really thought about that. What was the point of the gift? Did it have a reason? You started to doze off, and you could tell ruv felt awkward. You decided to stand up and leave, you didn't think he wanted to have you as company anyways.

As you stood up, he shuffled his hands in his pockets.
"Wait." He said. He wasn't looking at you, and you stood there.
"Yea?" You said.
"..Can you go to your room? " he asked. What a peculiar thing to ask. You nodded your head and left quickly. Thoughts raced in your head. Why? What was the point? You walked fast into your room, passing the kitchen.

You closed the door, not that loud. You just decided to lay in your bed and go on your phone. Then you remembered something. You left your letter in the kitchen. You thought you should have taken it, what if someone saw it? You left your phone on your bed and walked to the door. You hesitated. Ruv told you to go into your room. He never told you to stay.. but that's common sense. Why would someone tell someone to go in there room for no reason.. unless to stay there. You decided you could pick it up later, I mean, who would read it anyway? You prayed that nobody read it. But why would it matter? You didn't write your name..

You sat in your bed and grabbed your phone. As you play some games, or doing whatever, you heard footsteps. You perked your head from your phone and sat up from your laying position. A good 25 minutes passed when you later laid down with your phone. The footsteps got loud and louder. Then a knock came on your door. You stood up and opened the door. You looked up, it was ruv. You tilted your head and asked,
"Do you need something?"
"You can come out now." He said. He immediately walked away. What a strange guy. You shrugged and walked out, closing your door. You were headed for the kitchen, partially because you were hungry, and partially because you needed your letter. You had a plan for the letter.

Your plan was that, every time you made a letter, you would keep it in this box. You had found a little box in your closet, so it was perfect. You continued to walk, and there you saw your letter. It was on the counter. You stopped at the doorway. Someone had opened it.