Chapter Nine.

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chapter nine:
alessia begins (911 inspire)

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COMMENT AND VOTE

griffin gluck as tommy

tw: mentions of drug addiction and alcholism

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Alessia stepped out of the comic store, her arms brimming with new issues she had been waiting to get her hands on for weeks. The cool air of the mall hit her, and she took a deep breath, smiling to herself. The familiar chatter of shoppers and the soft hum of mall music filled the air, making it feel like another perfect Saturday with Eli and Demetri.

She glanced back at the comic store, seeing Eli and Demetri still inside, deep in their usual bickering over some comic book plotline. Eli was always shy, usually hanging back, while Demetri, as always, had a smart mouth and a sharp opinion on everything. Alessia chuckled, knowing it wouldn't be long before they'd both come to find her.

Not paying attention to where she was going, she walked headfirst into someone, nearly dropping her stack of comics.

"Oh—" Alessia gasped, steadying herself, her heart skipping a beat.

"Whoa, sorry about that!" a voice said. Alessia looked up to see a boy around her age standing in front of her, an easy grin on his face. He had dark hair that fell slightly into his eyes, and his friends, who stood a few feet behind him, were laughing and messing around loudly.

For a moment, Alessia froze, her cheeks flushing slightly. The boy smiled down at her, his eyes scanning the comics in her hands, then meeting her gaze again.

"It's okay," Alessia mumbled shyly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and giving him a small, nervous smile.

The boy's grin widened, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "You into comics?" he asked, his voice casual but warm, nodding toward the stack of issues she held.

"Yeah, I come here a lot," Alessia replied softly, still a little flustered. The noise of the mall seemed to fade, her attention solely on him.

"Cool," the boy said, shifting his weight. "I'm Tommy, by the way."

"Alessia," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, but there was something about Tommy that made her feel a little braver.

Tommy glanced back at his friends, who were still goofing off behind him, but he didn't seem to care. He pulled out his phone and held it up. "Hey, you wanna, like, exchange numbers? Maybe we could hang out sometime, grab a coffee or something."

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