"Sorry, I feel a bit stupid now." Hugo chuckles. "Crying over this and all."
"It's not stupid, it's perfectly normal." I assure him, rubbing my hand over his shoulder.
We sit in silence, the only sound being the odd passing car and birds singing in the trees.
"Are you hungry?" I ask removing my hand.
"A little why?" Hugo says looking at me.
"Chocolate fixes everything." I state simply.
"Also," I add. "I haven't had breakfast yet."
Hugo chuckles. "Are you going to have chocolate for breakfast?"
"Maybe." I smile sheepishly. "There's a food market up the road that should be open." I say.
"Remus Lupin was right." Hugo says, breaking the silence. We had brought a truck load of various kinds of King-Sized chocolate bars.
"Hmm?" I question him as I chewed on a 'Mars' bar.
"Eating makes you feel better."
I laugh. "He was definitely a genius." I agree with him. "So, do you feel better?"
"Yeah, it still hurts, but it'll be okay." He says.
"You know, you should write an author's note, or something, at the end of Escaping Hate. To like, explain yourself a little. To give the haters something final."
"Really?" I ask. "I thought I was doing the right thing by ignoring them."
"Yeah, but just to explain yourself, but not talk about the hate comments directly."
"Maybe." I say, opening another chocolate bar.
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Hello Stranger,
Remus Lupin was indeed a genius.
-Fox
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The Bus Bay's Secret
Short StoryRosie and Hugo meet online and in real life. Is this meeting just a coincidence or is it fate? In which a bus bay has a secret.
