I sat up in my bed.
"Why...?" I started. I decided not to question it.
I looked in the mirror and smoothed out my hair before walking downstairs.
"Ugh, my throat hurts," I said, opening the mini-fridge on the floor.
'Ooh! Popsicles!' I thought.
I took the box out.
Cherry Flavored.
I sat down and put one in my mouth, trying to get it to reach the back of my throat. Angel and Husk were staring at me. I bit the Popsicle into pieces and slid each one off the stick, swallowing them with the hope that it would help my throat
Angel's eyes widened.
"Oh, kid!" he said.
"'Oh', what?" I asked, grabbing another Popsicle and shoving down my throat.
"Oh... fuck," Husk said.
"What? Did my lips turn red or something?"
"Raven, you're made entirely out of shades of grey," Husk said, looking away slightly.
"Oh yeah. I forgot about that."
"How exactly do you forget?"
"Cuz I don't see myself in black and white like you guys do. I see actual colours," I said, sucking the cherry flavoring out of my third Popsicle.
Some of it started dripping down my chin.
"Woops," I said, taking my glove off to wipe my face.
I went back to my room with the box, eating more and more Popsicles until I fell asleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Kid. Hey, kid!"
My eyes slowly opened. Everyone was staring down at me.
"What's happening? Why is everybody here?" I asked.
"You fell asleep with a Popsicle in your mouth and started choking," Husk said. "You worry me sometimes."
"You were worried about me?" I asked. "Not that I care."
"N-no! Of course not! I don't care about anyone except me."
Angel looked back and forth between us.
"So we have two tsunderes?" he mumbled.
"Ehh!? I heard that!" I exclaimed, pointing at him.
He smirked and walked away.
"Interesting..."
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