"Millard?" I call, feeling around the walls of the hallway, just in case. "Millard, please come out of hiding. You know Miss Peregrine wouldn't like it one bit if you miss your lessons!"
No reply.
"Millard, come on.. I want to talk to you."
I begin to search in rooms, feeling around every possible place he might be able to fit, keeping my ears tuned sharply for any noise that would signify another person's presence. I look in every room but Enoch's, which has been shut since he's had the opportunity to be in there. If by some miraculous chance Millard had snuck in there, I'd have a valid excuse to go in and see what Enoch keeps to himself. Plus, I'd get any chance I could to talk to him, or seeing him at all is nice.. I know that everyone sees him as a grump, but once you get to know him, he's actually really caring. Cute, even.. Oh right, need to focus.
I knock on Enoch's door. "Enoch? Can I come in?" I speak through the crack in the door. I get no response.
"Enoch."
"What is it that you need?" he says, his words muffled through the door.
"I'm looking for Millard, he's gone into hiding, and I haven't been able to find him anywhere else."
"Did you check Emma's room?"
"Yes."
"Victor's?"
I pause before I respond. "You and I both know that Millard wouldn't go in there unless he was forced."
I hear him sigh, followed by a series of clicks, and the door swings open.
"You can look, but I highly doubt he'd be in here."
"Thank you, Enoch," I say, looking at him for a moment, until it almost gets awkward.
"Have you seen Millard anywhere?" I ask randomly, to fill the empty silence.
Enoch looks at me with an unamused face. "There is no seeing Millard, y/n."
Right. I sigh. "Okay, then, have you heard Millard?"
"Can't say that I have."
"Oh," is all I have to say. I'm not very good at small talk.
Quickly I begin to search once more, coming across nothing new or interesting than dusty old dolls and the likes.
"Hurry up, I haven't got all day," Enoch says as he leans against the doorframe, arms crossed.
"Thanks anyways," I say, exiting the room.
"Not much of a bother."
"Okay, I guess I'll be on my way then."
"Good luck."
"Bye."
God, I need to work on my social skills.
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Enoch O'Connor X Reader
Fanfiction(( this is based on the MOVIE renditions of the characters )) A fanfiction between you, the reader, and the adorably edgy Enoch! Just to make it clear- I've given the reader a peculiarity of telepathic communication; she can talk to others privately...
