Cold - C11

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You ran out of breath as you entered Sowdin. You needed to get to Grillby's. Fast.

Gasping for breath, you slammed the door open. There was no one in the restaurant. "Grillby?! Grillby, where are you?" You asked.

But nobody came.

You could hear sobbing from a back room.  You went over and knocked softly. "Grillby?"

The sobbing stopped.

"I'm sorry, Grillby. I... I don't know what to say that'll make it better. I know that what I said was uncalled for."

There was some scuffling from behind the door.

"I was stupid. Please forgive me."

The door opened and Grillby looked at you. He had lava running down his face, but had managed to get most of it off. "We're closed. If you don't want me to call the Guard, I suggest you leave."

You took a step backwards, as if slapped. "Yeah. I'll go..." You turned and ran out of the place you had considered my second home.

For a guy made out of fire, Grillby sure could be cold.

But, really, who could blame him?

I know this chapter is kinda short, but the next chapter makes up for it... ^ω^

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