Apprehension

Late Night Text

Drew an enderman boi up top :3)

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That whole encounter was a big surprise. A shock really.

You never expected to meet Endre's dad. Much less almost make eye contact with him.

And what Endre said, 'It runs in the family.'

Gosh- you could only assume it meant you were about to get pummeled into the ground.

A shiver wracked your body, and the almost done healing black eye gave a convenient jolt of pain. You remember how that felt.

Crossing your arms, you began to meander towards Wolf, who looked at you in a surprised manner.

Surely he saw what just happened.

You made eye contact with him, and he stared with a raised eyebrow.

He asked you what happened, and all you could do was shrug at him.

Turning your head from him, you looked forward into the sea of students.

"Come on- let's skat." Wolf threw his arm around your shoulder, marching you threw the halls and out of the building.

The bus was yet another short walk, and he released you as the both of you both single filed onto the bus. Wolf charged for the window seat- throwing himself into the cushions and taking up the whole seat.

Looking at him, you let off a smirk, charging down the aisle and throwing yourself at Wolf.

He let out a girlish scream waving his limbs at you as you landed atop him.

The giggling you both did was inevitable- and many strange looks were thrown towards you and Wolf- but it was fun regardless.

Finally settling down, you both looked at each other, before Wolf pushed you off of the side of the seat.

Again laughing, you glanced up at him, "You bitch- haha."

He laughed, finally conceding and getting up to let you onto the seat.

You both plopped down, settling into a comfortable atmosphere. It's nice to have someone to sit down with.

The rest of the bus ride was pleasantly chatted away. You still couldn't get over the small encounter in the hallway.

When you finally did get home, you walked through the doors, threw yourself up the steps and changed.

The faint memory of the note your mother left you was on your mind. 'Buy lunch meat'

You couldn't help but sigh at that. You really, really didn't want to go to the store, but who were you to deny what your mother wants you to do.

Wandering to your mother's room, you nabbed the money she left on the table before tromping back down the steps.

Near the front door was your jacket, which your slung over yourself before shoving your shoes on, giving them a tight tie and slipping out the door.

It was still misty out from this morning, a bit chilly to be honest. The walk to the store was a relatively long walk. Long enough that the chill settled through your jacket. Long enough for your hair to grow damp.

Finally reaching the convenience store, you ushered yourself through the automatic doors and started walking down to the cold aisle.

It wasn't that big of a store, so with a quick trot, you found the lunch meat, picking it up and hurrying to the checkout.