Narrator POV
You start setting up more furniture since you're wide awake now. Right now you have the entire living room, some parts of the dining room, most of the utensils and storing materials in the kitchen, and boxes to unpack in your room when you finally decide to go to sleep. While putting away eating utensils, you hear a knock at the door. Well, not really knocking. More like light pounding.
'' Jeez, I'm coming! '' You say, putting down the utensils you gathered together. You open the door and see two guys. One of them is wearing a green polo shirt. The other one in the back is wearing a light purple sweater. '' Heya. We came to say hi and were thinking of offering to help you with your stuff. '' The one in green says. Your eyes light up. '' Oh my god, thank you! You don't have to though. '' You say, still trying to stay humble. '' Nah. Our treat. '' He replies, nudging you. '' I'm Eduardo. '' He adds. You notice the one in the purple sweater is reading. '' Mark. Pleasure to meet you, miss. '' He says, still not looking up from the book. Either he's socially awkward the book just can't be put down it's that good. '' And this is Jon! '' Eduardo exclaims. Mark suddenly looks up from his book. '' Eduardo, Jon's dead. He's been dead for months and you know that. '' Mark says. Eduardo's eyes widen, looking vulnerable. '' I'm sorry... I just... keep forgetting... '' Eduardo says, almost looking as if he were going to start sobbing.
'' Hey, maybe we can help you with your stuff later? Eddie here is having one of his emotional outbursts again. '' Mark says, patting Eduardo's head. '' Of course you can come back later! I'll be sure to bake something for you or at least make you a reward. '' You offer. '' Alright then. '' Mark says. '' See ya. '' Mark adds, walking Eduardo down the stairs.
You see Edd across the street, poking his head out the door starting to scream something, but then stops once he seems to realize Eduardo's emotional condition. You hear him yell an apology, and poke his head back inside. Before you shut the door, you catch a glimpse of Tom looking at you from the second story window of Edd's house.
Weird.
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