Then, I hear the door bell ring and quickly throw my book across the room, barely missing Hero.
“Geez, you trying to kill me or something?” He says laughing and walking over. “I’m just here to pick up that blanket! This isn’t a robbery, I repeat, this ISN’T a robbery” He says holding his hands up and walking forward. I smile back and toss him that blanket and type into the cashier.
“That’ll be 90 dollars.” I say sticking a hand out. Surprisingly, he hands it with no complaining whatsoever. I look up and stare at him, trying to get a good read on him… but there’s nothing in his eyes. No emotion. no happiness, sadness, anger, just pure resignment. “No arguments?” I say with a little sass in my voice, but he just responds bluntly.
“Nah, you gotta do what you have to do to live.” He says waving. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Zach.” He says leaving… ‘What you have to do to live?’ I always thought of him as a cheery guy, but that phrase sounded like a cry for help… Shaking my head, I prepare the place for Adrian's arrival, I put on my best outfit (Everything else is the same but I got new sneakers) and prepare to meet her. Once she arrives, she looks absolutely stunning. Her green curled hair, her graceful posture, she was perfect. But then I hear a crash outside. Adrian jumped slightly and rushed with me outside the shop to see Matt and that dumbass detective yelling at each other.
“What?! You just expect me to carry a flashlight at night?!”
“YES! YES I DO! WHY WOULD YOU RIDE A BIKE WITHOUT A LIGHT?!”
“Geez you care too much about the little details.” Robert said, crossing his arms. Adrian looked at me confused.
“...Do you know them-”
“Never seen them in my life lets go out the back” I say quickly before slamming the door as the two continue to argue. Later back at the porch, I stared into the woods with Adrian, in the (kind of) quiet beautiful night. I try to come up with something to say, but I can’t get the words to come out… taking a deep breath, I finally get the courage to speak. “So… uh… You’re leaving the area?” I say turning away before she could fully see my face. She replied with a joyful tone,
“Yep! I can’t wait to finally be the scientist I always wanted to be! I can prove that fortune telling isn’t just ‘folk tales’ like that orphanage nanny told me” Her voice was the kind that could melt your worries away. The kind you’d want to hear to cheer you up when you’re at your lowest. I look down at my knees and nod.