Team (discontinued for now)

Chapter 2: Western City

"Ugh....." Eak groaned and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.

As expected, the spray had already dried up, and Eak's gesture hadn't made any difference. The orange-haired fella kept looking at Eak with that stupid concerned face of his.

"Alright, alright! I didn't do it myself. I got into a fight with some asshole gang and I guess it was kinda hard........." Eak muttered a bit annoyed.

He really didn't wanna talk about his lost battle with a complete stranger, but too bad for him, the boy showed no signs of leaving him alone any time soon.

"Which gang?" The boy continued on with his questions.

"I dunno, they call themselves The Nightmares or somethin'." Eak frowned, wondering if he got the name right.

"Oh......I know them a little bit." The boy suddenly said.

"Really? Do you also know why the fuck they try to rob random strangers from their money?" The head-ache wasn't helping with Eak's frustration at all.

The boy narrowed his eyes, and for a second Eak wondered if the kid was a gang member himself. Was he distracting Eak from any of his fellow gang members to sneak up on him and then attack him from behind?

Just to be sure, Eak quickly snapped his head backwards, ignoring the pain it caused in his neck. Alright, no one was sneaking up on him.

"I'll, uh, avoid your question for now if you don't mind. We should probably get you cleaned up......" Aaaaand there was that awful pitying look of his again.

But Eak had to admit, getting patched up right now didn't seem too bad.

"Uhm......sure. Where?" Eak offered the taller boy a puzzled look.

"My house isn't too far from here, it's just a couple of blocks away!" The boy kindly replied.

Eak seemed to consider his options for a moment before stiffly nodding.

"Hey, I know just walking to a stranger's house is like, really shady, but please believe me when I say I won't hurt you....." The boy gave him a soft smile as an attempt to make Eak feel more comfortable.

"Pfft, you hurtin' me? I'd like to see ya try, lad!" Eak let out a loud laughter.

It wasn't mocking, however. It was a genuine laugh, and that was something Eak hadn't heard from himself in a long time. This kid seemed alright!

"What's your name, anyways?" Eak asked while limping after the taller.

"Oh, I'm Towntrap!" 'Towntrap' stuck out his hand to Eak.

"Weird name, dude! The name's Eak." Eak grinned and somewhat sloppily shook Town's hand.

"Great to meet you!" Towntrap cheerfully smiled as he continued walking.

Their walk was spent in silence, and even though Towntrap looked like he tried to come up with something to say, he stayed quiet as well. Like Town had said, it didn't take long before they reached the house. It was fairly small, but it looked incredibly cozy.

"Alright, we're here! Come on in!" Towntrap unlocked his door with a whistle.

This kid was a fucking Saint for letting random hurt strangers into his home. Or maybe he was an idiot.

"Aight." Eak headed on inside.

Towntrap flicked on the light, and let's just say that the hall looked as cozy as expected.

"You can leave your shoes over here, if you want!" Towntrap carefully took off his owns shoes and put them underneath the coat rack.

Eak lazily kicked off his own shoes into a random direction before entering the living room. Stuffed animals were all over the place, and Eak could even spot a PETA poster hanging above the TV. This dude liked animals, it was clear as day.