Born To Die Part One - The Case Chase

Back To The Theatre

Kristoffer yawns, squirming in his bed, trying to get comfortable again. He finds this pointless and sits up in his bed, looking at the time on the clock. Seven am, yet it's still dark. His head throbs, but he takes a drink of water and fumbles in his bag for paracetamol. He flicks on the light in a desperate attempt to find it. He stands, taking the medicine and pulling on a new outfit.
He exits the room, looking over the little metal banister. He sees Alexis exit her room, still in her pyjamas. She yawns, her feet covered by a pair of rather adorable rabbit slippers. She walks down the stairs, grumbling to herself. She holds her head in her hand. Kristoffer waits until she reaches the bottom of the stairs before making his way down.

'Morning,' Kristoffer pulls a thick, wool jumper over his head. Alexis flicks on the kettle.

'You're up early,' Is her response. He nods, 'We have the SPMP, I don't know why I said we should go out.'

'It's fine. I've got less of an issue though, huh?' Kristoffer yells over the sound of the loud kettle. Alexis shrugs, a smile on her face. Ashton appears, once again, at the bottom of the stairs like a fiery ghost. He has purple bags under his eyes.

'How old even is that jumper? I bought it for you, didn't I?' Ashton stands next to Kristoffer, running his hand down his arm.

'Hey, it still fits. And it's cool.'

He chuckles softly, 'Last night was fun. I properly smiled and laughed.'

'You two looked cozy last night,' Alexis snickers. She places three teabags in three mugs, pouring in the hot water. Kristoffer and Ashton turn bright red.

'Okay, we better get ready quick, since we need a bit of time to get there,' Alexis proclaims, handing two of the three mugs of tea to the red-faced, coy duo.

*

Kristoffer sits in the same seat he sat in last time. Cheri plants herself in the seat next to him. She taps him on the shoulder.

'I see you in Mr. Rockwell and Ms. Florakis' car. Why is zat so? Zey looked rather angry at you last time I saw you talk,' She queries.

'They said I can live with them,' Kristoffer responds, joyful at the thoughtful question.

'Well, I have a tiny question,' She continues, 'Wouldn't a non-magic person wiz a group of two magic people make you look, je ne sais pas, razer suspicious?'

Kristoffer thinks of an answer, his eyes roving around the room as if that would help. The seat next to him, which was vacant last time, has a woman sitting in it. She has long black hair, dark brown eyes, and light skin. She looks around her late twenties and has both of her arms bandaged in fabric. Cheri lets her eyes stray.

'Yen! We missed you!' Her face lights up, standing from her seat and running to hug her.

'I missed ya too, Cheri,' Her accent is Australian, embracing Cheri with her stiff arms, 'Any exciting news to share?'

'Yes, we have a new member. Not magic, I might add,' Cheri giggles. She points at Kristoffer and whispers in her ear, 'Zat's Kristoffer. He is friends with Mr. Rockwell and Ms. Florakis!'

'Cheri, they said to call them by their first names! Don't be so formal,' Her face turns to Kristoffer, beaming an excellent smile, 'Nice to see a new person around. Not magic? I can tell.'

'You're Yen Yamaguchi, right?' Kristoffer asks. She nods. He raises his eyebrows, 'Alexis has been talking about you.'

'Oh, so you're that guy who's living with them, yeah yeah?' Kristoffer nods in response, 'Cool, cool. They like you, ya know. Think ya cool.'