Like Glass, Like Steel | vikkstar123 / craftbattleduty

| 8. Enemy, Friend |

| 8. Enemy, Friend |

I let out a loud sigh, blowing a large bubble before popping it. It's been an hour and I was waiting for the two lovebirds to come visit me. Originally, I didn't want to go, but Vikk had promised me to buy whatever food I wanted in exchange for better company.

I admit, I felt bad for him.

"What the hell, Vikk." I grunted, picking at my nails.

"Ugh, Vikk, why'd you invite her?"

I slowly looked up, chewing my gum rather obnoxiously. "I didn't want to be here either, so chill."

Vikk was standing next to her, looking at me apologetically before letting out a strangled sounding laugh. Vi and I looked at him weirdly, but brushed it off. I stood up and picked up my small bag.

"Hey Vikk, wanna go to Gamestop? I need a new controller for some of my consoles." I asked boredly.

"Su-"

"Vikk." Vi growled. "I need to go buy some more clothing though since I'm going a road trip with some friends."

"Babe, I'll go with X instead. I'm sure you don't want to drag me around Victoria's Secret or something. Besides, I want to see all of your clothing on you later." Vikk said playfully before pecking her on the cheek and walking towards the store.

"Nice job in that situation." I complimented.

"Thanks. She's not that bad, but I've found myself wanting to be a brother to her than lover." He shrugged. "Besides, I'm into a different type of girl."

"Oh really?" I grinned. "What's your type?"

"My type? Why would you want to know?" He winked, wrapping his arms around my waist for a quick second before pulling away.

"Just out of curiousity. I know some annoying girls here you might hit it off with."

"Ah, X. I'm looking for something different. Maybe you'll help me with ny search for the perfect girl?"

I smirked.

"Maybe if I'm nice."