Luna Raine

XVI. One Hell of an Adventure

Raine's POV:

I dried my hair with a towel to catch a missed call on my phone. I smile and return his call.

"You called?"

"I did," his voice flows into my ear.

"The reason?"

"Do I need a reason to call you?"

"It's highly suggested."

"Well, I was wondering why you weren't logged on."

I grabbed a toy and threw it to the other side of the room. Mister Oink squeals and race towards it. He grabs it and makes his way back towards me. I can see it, the proudness in his face. "It may come to you as a surprise, but I do have a life outside of gaming."

He gasps, "What? Since when?"

"Since today."

"You must feel so proud."

Mister Oink wiggles his curly tail. Immediately, I grabbed the toy and threw it to the other side of the room. He chases it. Who says pigs can't be trained. "As proud as an introvert can be."

"What happened that made you suddenly have a life today?"

"I'm going to the mall."

"Oh. Nice. Malls are fun."

"You sound like a mall person."

"Yeah. I love going out to crowded places, surrounded by complete strangers. Particularly places with overpriced items."

I threw the toy again. "Tell me something I don't know."

"You sound excited. A complete mall person." He threw my words back at me.

"I'm not big on crowded places." Can't blame me. I grew up in a small town. The most crowded place I've ever gone to would be the school and I'm forced to go there.

"Then, why are you going to the mall?"

"Because my friend wants to go. There's this grand opening for a witch store that made this new potion that gives clear skin."

"Puer?"

"What?"

"The store you're talking about. Is it called Puer?"

"I don't know. Maybe."

"That company came up with this new product that gets rid of acne."

I snap my finger, then rub Mister Oink's stomach. "Yes. Puer. How do you know about it?"

"I saw a few advertisements about it. Plus, a few members of the pack had talked about it."

"Is it good?"

"I don't know. I never took it."

"Fair enough," I stood up and headed towards my bedroom. "But, yes. I will be spending my wonderful weekend in line."

"Sounds fun."

"Excited for what's about to come." I grab a bag from my closet. I can feel Mister Oink around my feet. "Are you going?" I stop walking towards my bed when the realization occurs.

What if Wolfie decided to go? He did say a few of his pack members did talk about it. Then, does that mean they will go and he's going to tag along? Should we meet up? What should I wear if we do meet up? I look at my closet.

"No."

I grab my jeans and sweats, "Oh. All right."

He chuckled, "Disappointed?"