“Five questions?”
“Alright.” She said and sighed
“You start.”
“Do you have a girlfriend?” she said, it sounded so forceful, something that just probably slipped out, but was meant to be asked.
“No,” Mark said, turning away
“WHAT? I mean good- I mean- you know what? Forget it.” she slightly blushed and turned away
“So uhm…” they sat there, awkwardly. Mavis started idling her fingers while Mark hummed.
“Uh, my turn. How old are you?” Mark said, suddenly breaking the silence
“Umm, I’m 23,” she looked away, not making eye contact. “So do you play video games?”
“Yeah, what’s your fave?”
“I don’t really have one,” she replied. Mark furrowed his eyebrows in curiosity, because Mavis wasn’t making any eye contact.
“Sad, well, I like a lot of games,” Mark said
“What genre?” she beamed, finally taking interest in the subject
“Horror.” He smiled “Anyways, do you like reading?”
“Of course! I read any kind of genre! Including manga and stuff like that.” Mavis said looking into Mark’s eyes with a smile
“Oh!” Mark said getting up from the bench
“Are we done already?” Mavis asked, confused because of the situation
“No, we gotta go. Our flight is in thirty minutes,” he said checking his watch
“What really? Was it that long?”
“Pretty much, let’s go.”
“Ye-yeah.”
***
“We’re finally in Cincinnati! Mav- Oh you’re sleeping.” Mavis was on Mark’s right shoulder, he looked at her sleeping state and smiled,
“Ci-cincinnati? I thought we were going to Seattle….” She moaned
“Uh it’s a connecting flight so, we’re gonna stay in Cincinnati for two days, then our plane for Seattle comes.”
“Wait, so we’re in Ohio?”
“Yeah, let’s go.”
“What about your friends?”
“They left already, so did yours. We’ll catch up to them later, now let’s go.”
“Fine.”
***
“Hey! Step away punk, that’s my bag.” A tall guy, with tattoos dressed in all black said. His hair was black and he had a piercing on his nose. They were fighting over a bag, which looked like Mark’s
“No, I’m pretty sure it’s mine.” Mark growled
“Step away nerd, I know my fucking bag when I see it.” the guy said, grabbing the bag. A few moments later, Mavis came, and so did another girl, who wore black all over and a plaid skirt. She had black hair with red streaks.
“So uhm, what’s the problem here?” the girl asked
“This motherfucker over here, took my bag.” The guy said
“Can’t we just-” Mavis said
“NO!” both of them said
“Okay…”
“Are sure it’s your bag?” the girl turned to Mark
“Yeah.”
“Did you not check the content of the bag?” Mavis said
“Uhh… ehm …. No.” he said, rubbing the back of his neck
“I’ll check it.” the guy said
“You go, Andrew!”
“Yeah, yeah whatever.” He opened the bag and it contained, an amp and other materials used for music
“Uh, sorry. This isn’t my bag.” Mark said, in a weak voice
“See? I told you so! It was my fucking bag—”
“Ugh, speak properly,”
“Whatever, Raven.”
“Uhm, sorry for the inconvenience caused by my boyfriend, hehe.” Raven said
“No it’s okay. Are you performing or something?” Mavis asked
“Yeah! I’m part of a band, so is Andrew.”
“Cool.” Mark said
“So, what are you doing in Cincinnati?”
