☁︎Your POV☁︎
Steven took me around the whole town. Showing me all of the shops, restaurants, and houses in Beach City. They even have their own amusement park and arcade here. Which I find surprising, seeing how small this city is.
I don't think I'll be able to stay at any of these places though. Everything gets locked up after a certain time according to Steven. I'd either have to sneak into one of these places or just stay in an alley somewhere.
I feel a tap on my shoulder and whip my head to my right.
"𝚆𝚘𝚊𝚑! (𝚈/𝙽). 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎."
Steven holds his hands up in a reassuring way and gives me a wobbly smile.
Sorry..
I look at the ground while walking. Hands in my hoodie pockets.
I glance at Steven. He's staring at me again. I've caught him a couple times without him knowing. He's been like this the entire tour. Watching me, examining my facial expression and movements. It's starting to creep me out...
Steven..
He blinks his eyes and looks at me, surprised that I talked. I've been avoiding words the entire tour.
"𝚈𝚎𝚜?!" He says with a smile.
It's rude to stare.. I glare at him.
His smile fades and his cheeks turn rosey with embarrassment. He looks away from me and instead ahead of him.
"𝚄-𝚞𝚑. 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎!"
The forest next to Beach City. Our final destination. Maybe I'll be able to loose him in here and get him off my back. It's almost sundown and I still don't know where I'm gonna sleep.
We walk down a path into the thick forest. Going deeper and deeper into the wood.
"𝚂𝚘𝚘 (𝚈/𝙽).."
Yeah?
"𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚔?"
Oh no. Here we go.
I keep emergency items in here. Just in case.
"𝙸𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎..𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝?"
In case I get hurt or something. It's none of your business anyway..
Steven slowly looks away from me. He seems...hurt..
S-sorry. I didn't mean to be so rude. P-please, don't be upset..
I'm holding back tears now. I didn't mean to hurt his feelings. I didn't mean to be so harsh. I don't want to be in a grouchy mood but I just am. He probably thinks I'm a jerk. He might as well ditch me in the woods. I'm such a screw-up..
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أدب الهواةYou ran away from home. You had enough of your small neighborhood in the suburbs and the people in it. You missed your family. Even if they were one of the main reasons you left. Now here you are, in Empire City. No home, little supplies, and zero...