Henry. Just. Henry.

Chapter 39|Departure

26th July, 3000: 12:42pm

Fallon pressed the clothes into his suitcase and fought to zip it. He groaned in his endless struggle, and just when he zipped it up...

“Yay!”

The suitcase burst open and clothes spilled out.

“No!”

He lazed on the polished wooden floor of his bedroom.

Suitcase: 1

Fallon: 0

“You know, if you’d just let me help you, you could fit all of that inside. Do you want my help?” Miyu said, leaning on the door frame.

Fallon sat up cross-legged and squinted at her smirking expression. “No thank you, Miss Perfect Packer."

She shrugged. “Suit yourself. Get it? Cause you’re gonna pack the suitcase by yourself? Huh? Huh?” She jerked her elbow.

“Yeah yeah, I get it.”

Fallon stood and opened his closet with colourful hanging shirts and short pants. The drawers below once stuffed with undergarments formed a pool around his suitcase, and the cologne, deodorant, and bathroom cosmetics were in the zipped compartments.

How was he going to fit the rest of his clothes? Sighing, he leaned on the windowsill, opened his wallet and counted.

“You have enough to buy another one?” Miyu asked, dumping the contents out of the broken zipped suit case.

“Of the same size, yeah. I’ll be back, and yes.”

Miyu quirked a brow. “Yes, what?"

“Yes to your question.”

She smirked. “What question?”

“Don’t play dumb! I’ll be back.”

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Ezra wrapped on Henry’s door and peeked inside.

“Are you ready?”

Henry was feeding Wonder, his turning turtle, for the last time and kissed his shell. He placed him on the floor and turned to Ezra.

“No. But let’s go. We can’t stay in Sorden forever.”

Ezra stepped into the room, and Henry squealed when he saw the guitar. As energetic as a sugar rushed child, he jumped around him clapping.

“Where did you find that?” He pointed.

“I found it in your basement. Can I take it with me?”

Henry held his chin questionably and hummed. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. Dad will want to use it again."

“Oh.”

Well now what should he do? He needed that guitar to play the song for Henry. Sure, he could just buy another, but-

Wait, that’s not a terrible idea.

“I think I’ll just buy one before we go then.”

Henry furrowed. “But why? I never saw you play the guitar.”

“Just because you never saw me, that doesn’t mean I can’t. "

He can’t.

“I could know how to play a bunch of songs.”

He doesn’t. Only one.

“Sure, well... meet me here in an hour or so?”

“Definitely.”