𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕙.

salt

We walked down the stairs of the hotel, awkwardly I might add.

We decided to go off to the shop, Goldlum I think. I yawned maybe every second.
Being tired never suits me.

We sat at an outdoor table and ordered tea.
Us Brits and Scotts, I know.

"This tastes like dirt." He said, literally with no expression at all.

"Enoch!" I whispered, "keep quiet."
I held my laugh inside.

"What?!" He almost yelled, "I'm just being brutally honest. Wouldn't you want to know if your tea tasted like it came out of some dumpster." He spewed

I couldn't hold it together,

He spoke up "now who's the one making a scene." He raised his eyebrows and smirked.

"Us." I said

Then he blushed,

Salty enoch blushed.

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We left at around 1:00 pm

Enoch's jars clanked against his side.

"Where are we even going?" I asked

"Somewhere." He said

"Oh wow, thanks for the valuable piece of information." I replied

"Your welcome."

Fine then.
But seriously.
"Where are we going?" I asked again

"A place."

"Where, actually."

"A children's home." He replied

"What?! A children's home?" I said, confusedly.
He didn't respond after that.

We arrived at the steps of an enormous house with old red brick, wood accents and a large array of shrubbery.

I stood there admiring the home in all of its wonderful glory, I was until a woman with hair as white as snow and bright eyes walked out.

"I'm miss Anna Mclaggin, pleasure."

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Okay well that's the newest chapter!

I'm sooooo sorry that this took so long, I was having trouble with my password since I got a new phone, so I couldn't log in.

Any who, I hope you enjoy this chapter and I'll be sure to add more very soon.

-Sam❣️