"I dont trust him" daisy to bill
Bill didn’t have to look at Daisy to know the cup of tea in her hand wasn’t touched. He didn’t have to ask to know why she didn’t trust him, or anyone recently. He only nodded, keeping an eye on the man nearby with his Pokemon. A classmate of hers from before...
Maybe coming back to her school so soon was a mistake.
“Ah understand.” He finally said, sipping his own warm tea. It wasn’t as good as the stuff they made at home, but the day was cold, and at the very least the warmth of the styrofoam cup could warm her hands. Still, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt. This had been his idea. He’d only wanted to help. “C’mon. Let’s go.”


















