Possibly soon to be abandoned?

Ehhhhhhhhhh

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Flowers of the Void: Story 2

Rue was born into the Void Cult. They were a devout believer but they were considered to be a bit weird among many other members and were isolated. Then they met Iris, and she was also quite isolated within the cult with her brother, Asher, due to them being orphans. She didn’t mind how much they talked or what they talked about, she just listened. They’d help her with her garden and she taught them how to make dye from plants.

One day, they were summoned by the cult’s council. They were informed that there was a member that needed to be rooted out because she was a distraction. Iris, oh why did it have to be her? Why did they choose Rue to kill her? Was it because of their attachment to her? Were they too obvious? They were given two weeks to kill her and bring proof of her death to the council.

They locked themself away in their quarters to grapple with their thoughts and write down the recent events. Iris still came to check on them and even brought them food and drink, even some herbs for if they were facing an ailment. They didn’t want to kill her but also didn’t want someone else to do so. Then a voice in their head spoke to them, an offer from the Void: If they killed her successfully they would get a reward from the void. Who were they to turn down an offer from the Void itself? They accepted.

Nearing their deadline they called Iris out to a field “to talk”, she accepted. They talked about random topics for a while, it was the most Rue had heard her talk, they were going to miss this. It was time. They sat in silence for a few long seconds before Rue said something, something to take her off guard, something true. They don’t remember what happened before realizing she was gone, lying in the field, bleeding. They collected what they needed, they chose an eye, returned to the settlement and submitted it.

They hoped everything would end there but it didn’t, Asher went looking for his sister. Rue couldn’t even look him in the eye when he asked them questions about finding her and if they knew anything. All they could do was maneuver to get around to the door, yell an apology, and run. Dear Void was Asher fast, and yet they escaped, for now. It didn’t take long for the worst day to come, the day Asher found out.

Rue had left their quarters to get some ingredients and stuff for the plants they had kept, when they got back they saw him, he was holding their journal, he knew. They dropped what they were holding as Asher turned to them, he was furious. They started running, but this time they caught him. There were several people injured including Rue, on the brink of death. When they were back to being fully conscious they were informed of his death, there was a rumor spread by the council that he had been driven to madness by the Usurper Gods.

A month after everything went down Rue had what they considered to be a lapse in judgment, they made the choice to run away from the cult. They were found by a city’s night patrol and taken to a hospital. After they managed to inform the doctors of parts of their past they were admitted to a system that would help them recover mentally and reintegrate into society. That was 9 years ago. They stopped going to therapy and survive mostly off of odd jobs now.

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Flowers of the Void: Story 1

Iris and Asher were both born into the Void Cult. Their mother unfortunately died after they were born and their father had been sent to the Void, they were orphans. They grew up as each other’s only friends through everything and were rightfully attached to each other. Then Iris made a friend, someone who was outcasted much like herself and Asher. He talked a lot about many things she didn’t always understand, but it was always fun and interesting.

The council of the cult was cautious of the bond between the twins and came to the conclusion one of them had to be removed so the other could focus.

At some point he locked himself away and was avoiding her entirely. She still made an effort to check on him and take care of him. One day, Rue invited her to the field, one of their favorite places. They talked for hours until the sun was gone, at some point it became quiet between them. Then he broke the silence, he said something to her. What did he say? Then Rue hugged her, then there was a pain, a cold stabbing pain in her side. She couldn’t pull away, everything started to get cold. She felt herself being laid on the ground, then fingers across her cheeks, then hands over her eyes.

The following morning, Iris hadn’t returned to her room or left him any sign of where she could be. Something was wrong. He went to go check her favorite field, there he found her body, she was already cold when he got there. There was a stab wound in her side and her left eye was missing. He knew that Rue was close to his sister and that they’d come to this field to hang out, so, after burying her body nearby, went to talk to him.

When he attempted to ask Rue about Iris he was avoiding answering any of the questions and moving away from him and towards the door. When he got to the door he yelled, “I’m sorry!” and bolted out of the door. He attempted to chase him down for a bit but he managed to get away. Asher asked around the settlement to no avail, so he went into Rue’s quarters when he was out to look for any info, and he found it. The one possibility Asher didn’t want to be true. An entry in a journal detailing how the council wanted Iris dead and why, and how Rue was chosen. Rue returned to his quarters with some stuff and saw Asher standing there holding the journal, Asher turned to him and he dropped everything and ran. Several people were injured and Asher wound up dead by several members that managed to catch him.

He remembers reawakening, bigger than he was and full of rage with a need for revenge and a lust for blood. She woke up shortly after him, He took a moment to check on her before going searching for Rue again. While on his search he found their old home and decided to reclaim it, there were no survivors; he moved Iris there afterward none the wiser of the events that transpired before continuing on his search.

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Some old writing of mine that I wanna revamp cause I like the title I gave it and yes.

Carnival of Smoke and Mirrors

“Carnival of Wonders!” a large, bright, blue LED sign reads; connected to a cloud shaped, red and yellow wooden board at the entrance to a fence surrounding the fairgrounds. A man walks up to the entrance, looking up at the sign with his greenish-gray eyes, then down at the list and posters of missing people who were last seen here.

“Hmm,” he grumbles looking back up at the sign and through to inside the fence at the carnival rides and attractions. Adam Silvan, a 45-year-old detective has been on this case for 1 month, just a month less than the carnival’s been around. He has dirty blonde hair, pale skin, wears a long sleeve, white polo, brown waistcoat, dark brown pants, and dark blue sneakers with dark grey socks.

“Hello, sir, you need help with anythin’?” A very upbeat feminine voice questioned. He looked to see a girl, curly black hair that covered her eyes, dark almond colored skin, dressed in a black and blue harlequin inspired outfit. She was quite short, barely 5ft tall and she looks as if she is only 15.

“No, I’m alright,” He paused for a moment, “Ma’am do you recognize any of these people?” He showed her the missing posters. She looked over each of them before responding.

“Nope! I’m not all that good with faces or names.” She stopped to think for a bit, "If you ask the ringmistress though, I’m sure she’d know! Mrs. Sera remembers every guests’ face!” The harlequin girl said excitedly.

“Hm, thank you for your assistance, Miss?”

“Just call me Curly!”

“Miss Curly, be safe alright?”

“I will, good luck with your investigation!” She said as she ran off to some kids calling for her.

He sighed, “Well, Mrs. Sera did say she had something to tell me after closing time. I’ll ask her then since she hasn’t had the time to answer any questions.”

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Echosmi’s Prison

It felt like she was free for all of a few seconds, she didn’t expect any of them to take notice that quickly. Apparently attempting to make a whole population extinct and nearly succeeding on their favorite planet really got their attention. Now she’s stuck in the box one of them threw her in.

The chains hurt, not like normal chains would, normal chains don’t feel like they’re burning you, best to ignore it. Play some games and entertain yourself for a while. Going through her own maze is no fun, same with chess and checkers. She tried to run around in random patterns, pain. She can’t move around too quickly without the pain getting worse, sitting still is too boring, she needs something to do. Anti didn’t even have the courtesy to give her some sort of playmate. Why would they though? She spends a while generating a plentiful then dry stream of visuals to see, memories, fun ones. How long has she been here already? Time doesn’t work here and there’s no way to tell. She spends a much shorter time trying to get their attention, she gets bored of that quickly. More attempts at making multiplayer games fun in forced singleplayer, no luck, no fun.

An entity she’s met before takes pity on her, she doesn’t like pity, she doesn’t have a choice. Visitors are presented to her, she can’t even get close to them without the chains yanking at her to move her away, did they have to put one around her neck? At least the conversations are entertaining. It’s been a while since the last visitor. “I want to be out already. I’ve been here too long. I need to get out! I can’t get out! I’m stuck in this forsaken place!” She tries shouting for their attention, she knows it won’t work, it only causes her pain. They probably want her to repent or feel some sort of regret. She feels justified in her actions, why do they love those humans so much anyway? They’re ungrateful parasites!

The anger shifts to numbness after a while, then there’s loneliness, depression, anxiety, hopelessness, boredom. Of course they decided to put her in a bland, empty, dark box alone. She conjured a couch a while ago to feel more comfortable, it feels uncomfortable, stiff. She’d try calling for help again but she knows by now she won’t get an answer.

“What a miserable little jester.”

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Missing in Wonderland: Prologue

“Wait up!” a girl cries out while running through the woods. It’s dark with only the stars and fireflies lighting the way. She’s chasing a dove, an odd dove wearing a monocle. He’s flying quickly away from her, trying to lose her and failing miserably, dashing, ducking, and swerving all to evade her. They are suddenly in a clearing with a single, large, hollow tree in the center of it, the dove dives into it. The girl hesitates as she investigates the outside of it before investigating the hollow part, it's slowly closing. She’s not allowed much time to think before an unseen force seems to pull her in.

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THAT SOUNDS AWESOME!!! Retellings can be so much fun

I’ll take your word for it

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I have not posted in like 4-5 months, but now I kind of wanna write an Alice in Wonderland type story with inspiration from Lydia the Bard’s “I Only Paint in Red Now”. The first part is gonna be a short story about our Alice, her adventure, and being trapped there. The rest of it will be someone else — sibling, parent or friend — looking for her after she had been missing a while and finding a letter asking for help attached to our white rabbit, a white dove. I need to think of names, designs, alternate versions for characters, and hopefully it will remain fun for me. Trying to get my creativity going again.

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you are so great and talented and everything you do is going to be great

Thank you! These are the nicest words I’ve heard from a stranger. (:

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Im trying to start/starting to get back into the Welcome Home fandom (mostly the fan made side of things) and I intend to write another story that has a bit more preplanning set in a world based on the arg. I’ll still be working on the Stalker series, I just need more things to work on as my fixations change. I also am trying to figure out where to go with story. I think I progressed too fast with it. ;-;

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“Stalker”

Chapter 4: Missing Person

It’s been a few days, Null still hasn’t gone outside, only opening the door to accept stuff dropped off by Clarissa or Indigo. The letters seemed to stop, but that only made them more uneasy. “I can’t stay inside forever, I should at least go on a walk, I need exercise.” Null thought aloud to themself. So, Null gathered the courage to go out, even if only for a few minutes. After taking a short shower, putting on a tshirt, pants, and shoes, they went out.

Not long after they walked out of the apartment building they got a notification on their phone, a missing person report. The image on it looked like Daryl and when they scrolled down it had his full name, age, description, where he was last seen etc. Null began to second guess wanting to go out, but they also couldn’t stay inside forever, so they continued their walk.

As they walked towards the convenience store they closed their eyes and began to walk faster, nearly running into someone.

“You seem in a rush, haven’t seen you in a while,” a familiar voice said excitedly. Null opened their eyes and it took them a moment to remember if they had met before. A short girl with fluffy, black hair, wearing a face mask, black hoodie, shorts and some boots.

“O-oh, sorry, I didn’t get your name last time, it’s been a bit.” They were stumbling over their words. They felt both a sense of unease and comfort around this person, though it was only their second meeting. “Probably nothing.” They think to themself.

“I apologize for not introducing myself properly,” the girl said before continuing, “You can call me Spiral!”

“Thats an interesting name, mine’s Null.”

“I picked it myself, I didn’t like my old name very much.” They pause to look Null up and down, “You don’t look very good, are you alright?”

“Just some work stress, I’m taking a bit of time off.”

“You wanna talk over tea? I’ve been wanting to talk to you some more since we first met.”

“I would like that, sure.” The two went to a cafe that Spiral recommended and they talked for a while about the events of the last 2 weeks of Null’s life. Spiral mostly listened to Null ramble on and occasionally gave advice. Afterwards, Spiral walked with Null back to their apartment, before leaving Spiral wrote something on a piece of paper.

“Here, you can throw it away or keep it, it’s my number. If you ever need anything you can call me, you don’t have to of course!” She seemed a bit flustered.

“Oh, uh, thank you, you really helped me out with the whole… thing that’s happening. I’ll think about it.” Spiral looked very happy with this answer, then they said their goodbyes for the day and parted ways.

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Something my brother and I came up with.

In the eye of a hurricane there are-

Eyes…

So many eyes…

They are watching us, judging us…

They know of our sins and they have come to deliver our penitence.

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Sorry the next chapter is taking so long, I’ve been distracted and can’t think of anything. Thought processes are not coherent.

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“Stalker”

Chapter 3: First Blood

It took a few days for Daryl to come back to work due to his head injury, Null chose to take up his shifts for two reasons, one was because they felt kinda bad for him getting injured, the second reason - the more prominent reason - was extra cash. Who doesn’t like extra cash? Over the few days other things happened as well of course. Handwritten notes full of compliments and words of good luck during their shifts, with small presents of candy or origami stars. Null was both kind of flattered and put off by these gifts, and it felt wrong to not accept them. They still felt like they were being watched, but only when they were outside their apartment. Aside from all that, everything was perfectly normal!

After about ten days, Daryl was back at work, and very out of it. Null arrived and went and got ready without any issue. As they were leaving the dressing rooms they saw Daryl looking like he was ready to confront them, “Y O U!” He shouted as he ran at Null and held them against a wall by their collar, “Stop leaving dead rats on my door with cryptic messages! You can’t be taking what happened THAT seriously!”

“Wh-What are you talking about!? I don’t even know your damn address!”

“Liar! I gave you my address on a blue sticky note 2 months ago!” He yelled at them.

“I threw that away as soon as you left!” They responded. “Why would I even care enough to do something like that!”

“Who else would have the motive to do th-” suddenly he stopped, dropped Null, and fell to the floor, gasping for air.

“What the…” they looked outside to see a shadowed figure with eyes staring straight at him full of fury. Then it looked up at Null, its expression softened as if it felt bad for scaring them, and it disappeared. They were standing in shock and Daryl was passed out on the floor.

The door opened with a jingle.

“Daryl, I’m here to- pick… you… up.” Daryl’s sister, “What happened here?”

“I- don’t. know.” Null explained what they saw while Daryl’s sister called an ambulance for him. Before she left she gave Null fifty bucks as compensation for her brother’s behavior and said to tell the manager what happened and call a lift home as it was clearly not safe here and they were still recovering.

Null did exactly that, reported what happened to the manager and then called Clarissa to come pick them up. Clarissa ended up bringing Indigo along because he was also worried about Null and they ended up sleeping over. In the morning, only a minute after Clarissa and Indigo promised to come back to check on them and left and they closed the door there was a knock. Null hesitantly opened the door and looked around before noticing a new note in front of their door.

I’m sorry you were blamed for my actions and I scared you.

That was far from my intention. I’ll make it up to you.

Promise.

This note made a list of things of things clear:

The figure with the eyes knows where they live.

The figure with the eyes has been leaving these notes and gifts.

The figure with the eyes has probably been watching them.

None of these made Null any more comfortable and they were now very suspicious of whoever this figure is. If they were willing to strangle a guy nearly to death from a distance they were certainly a dangerous individual.

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Daryl is rather quickly released from the hospital and his sister takes him home while lecturing him about his behavior. He was mostly ignoring her and looking out the window when he saw, a woman, watching him. Time seemed to slow down as they locked eyes, her eyes weren’t normal, she wasn’t normal. Her eyes narrowed at him and she disappeared as time seemed to resume normally. He felt, off, like a feeling of impending doom, like something awful was about to happen to him. And he shrugged it off, because he didn’t know this woman, what beef could she possibly have with him?

The next day he went for a walk, he felt as if he were being watched but ignored it, imagining it was someone who would somehow be interested in this douchebag of a person. “Excuse me, sir,” a soft voice with a sinister hint said to him. He turned to see a woman with black hair and a face mask, “You’re tall, could you help me get my cat down from a tree, it got stuck.”

“What’s in it for me?” He asked.

“I don’t have any money, but I could provide other forms of ‘payment’.” Of course, Daryl accepted. She led him to a quiet part of town, the kind of quiet where no one would hear him scream. He helped her get her cat down and requested his payment. “Ah, yes, follow me.”

He followed her to an alley where she gently set her cat down, the cat then went towards him and rubbed up against him, then he heard echoing laughter, “You silly, little, dirty, rat.” She pulled off her mask as she turned to look at him, as the cat turned to shadowy hands grabbing him and covering his mouth, pulling him downwards.

“You won’t ever hurt them or make them uncomfortable ever again, I’ll make sure of it. Don’t worry, it will only hurt for a moment.” His sight was soon overcome by darkness.

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“Stalker”

Chapter 2: Feeling watched

Sunday was uneventful, they mostly just slept all day. Monday morning Null completed some chores and cleaned their uniform for work. Before they opened the door they made sure they had everything; house keys, bike lock key, backpack with uniform and phone, and wallet. After heading downstairs they felt a pang of… something. A feeling of being watched, they observed their surroundings for anyone or anything, but nothing. Suddenly, the feeling was gone. “Weird.” Null thought aloud before getting on their bike and starting their short journey to work.

when Null arrived at the convenience store they heard a voice that they had grown to despise while working here, “Hey, cutie, you’re early, come to see me perhaps?” An annoying yet somehow formal voice said to them.

“Ugh, I told you to stop calling me that, Daryl, it’s annoying and creepy.”

“Aw, lighten up a bit Nu~” Daryl cooed, “I know you like me too, you always come to work early enough that it’s still my shift.”

“I told you time and time again that it’s because I wouldn’t be on time if I didn’t.” groaned Null, “Now if you’ll shut up and leave me be, I’m gonna get changed into my uniform.” Null walked briskly towards the changing rooms as Daryl watched. Null didn’t change into their uniform beforehand because they didn’t want to smell like sweat by the time they got to work, this had become a habit since they had no other mode of transportation. As Null left the rooms they ran into Daryl standing in front of the door, “Could you move, I need to start my sh-” as Null tried to uncomfortably squeeze past him they were grabbed and shoved back.

Daryl then said as he closed the gap, “I’m sick of you playing hard to get, just fall for me already, this isn’t cute anymore, just a pain.” Before he could get within three feet however he tripped on something and fell, slightly disorienting him as he lay on the floor. Null then simply walked over him as if he was a pile of garbage whilst thanking whatever force helped them.

As they exited they heard the chime of the door, “Hello! Welcome to-“ yet there was no one there. “Ugh, hopefully they didn’t take anything.” Null groaned as they headed back to the changing rooms because they couldn’t just leave him on the floor and instead dragged him to the break room. Null headed straight back to the checkout counter after laying Daryl on the couch and found a note with some money.

Here’s the cash for the bag of chips and juice I grabbed. Also some extra for yourself!

On the left of the note was the exact amount of money that would’ve been owed, on the right was a twenty dollar bill. Null pocketed the twenty and rung up the chips and juice. During the shift, Null checked on Daryl between customers and brought him some water when he came to. When he was pretty much conscious and functioning they told him to call someone to pick him up and to make sure to get his head checked. Of course he made comments but Null ignored him cause they had work to do.

After work they were cleaning up and organizing stuff when that feeling came over them, making them slightly uncomfortable. When they snapped around to look at the window, nothing, the feeling had stopped. “Maybe I’m just tired… It's been a long shift.” They muttered to themselves as they finished their tasks and closed up shop. As they biked back home they continued to shrug off any odd feelings as them simply being tired.

The next evening as Null was headed out the door they nearly stepped on a note under a small box of candy:

Have a nice shift! These candies are for you but you don’t have to eat them if you don’t want to! <3

Null didn’t recognize the handwriting and stuck both the note and candies inside before locking the door and heading off to work.

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“Stalker”

Character List:

Null is the protagonist of “Stalker”. Null sports shoulder length, messy, silvery hair, a dark grey and blue jacket, green tshirt, and dark khaki cargo pants. They have pale skin and sharp dark gray eyes with slit pupils like a cat’s.

Null is nonbinary

Null is a cool headed person but doesn’t always think their actions through and is quite forgetful

Null works part time night shifts at a convenience store, they have a creepy coworker who keeps coming onto them.

Null is an only child as far as they know

Null is an orphan

Null is 26

Clarissa is a secondary character and a friend/sister-figure to Null as well as the girlfriend of Indigo. Clarissa is a tall demon woman with pinkish skin, a tail, white horns that point upward, dark pink “bat wings” protruding from her head, knee length dark red hair with bright pink underlights. She wears a short, black dress with a black corset decorated with golden designs and fastened with golden string as well as black fishnet stockings and fingerless gloves and dark red heels.

Clarissa is pansexual

Clarissa is a generally flirty person and her speech consists of her calling people pet names such as: sweetie, sweetheart, hon, honey, love, etc. (babe, bae, and baby however are saved specifically for romantic partners)

Clarissa runs a restaurant passed down to her by her grandmother who shares a name with one of her sisters

Clarissa has 3 siblings: an older sister no one speaks of, and two sisters she’s triplets with

Her parents are a male angel and a female succubus

Clarissa is 32

Indigo is another secondary character and a friend to Null as well as the romantic partner of Clarissa. Indigo has indigo hair (the reason for their name) pale blue eyes, and light tan skin. Indigo’s favorite outfit is a pink off shoulder crop top and a blue spaghetti string dress Clarissa got them as well as black high tops with long white socks.

Indigo is genderfluid and prefers feminine clothing.

Indigo loves guns, the sniper rifle is their favorite.

Indigo works at the restaurant Clarissa owns part time in the night and at the same convenience store as Null in the day

Indigo is an only child

Indigo doesn’t have contact with their parents

Indigo is 26

Spiral is the main… antagonist? of “Stalker”. She has messy, black, hair that stops just below her shoulders and is in the wolfcut style. She usually wears an oversized black hoodie with a tank top or a sleeveless turtleneck bodysuit with fingerless gloves and loose pants or shorts with black thigh highs and black high tops. She has slightly desaturated brown skin but her face is completely black save for her left eye which has white sclera and a black pupil as well as a smaller eye situated below it.

Spiral is pansexual and a demigirl

Spiral has haphephobia (fear of touch) due to something that happened when she was younger, however it is not as prominent when the person she is trying to touch is asleep.

Spiral has shadow magic and doesn’t use it much.

Her occupation is unknown if she has any

She has a brother

It’s unknown if she has parents

Spiral is 24

I’m sorry if any future depictions of anything are inaccurate, I can only do so much research. If you have any tips or feedback please tell me.

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A story I’m writing called “Stalker”

It may become a game if I ever decide to actually start trying to use a game engine

Chapter 1: Intro

Null starts off their day as they always do on a Saturday, waking up at twelve pm to brush their teeth and shower before getting some food. Null decides to make themselves some delicious cinnamon pancakes with scrambled eggs and crunchy savory bacon. Originally they reach for the milk only to realize it’s expired, “Well Vitamin C it is then, need to get some more milk later,” They put the milk aside on the counter and grab the orange juice instead, proceeding to pour it into a glass, they groan, “This is out? I guess I should go grocery shopping, there’s probably some more stuff I’m running out of…”

After finishing their breakfast they go to put on their shoes at the door and make sure they have their wallet, phone, bike lock key, and house keys. After checking off their list they are ready to embark to the nearby convenience store and Bublix.

Null decides to first go to the convenience store where they work part-time for some snack foods first. On their way there they see a friend of theirs, Clarissa, walking with her partner, Indigo. “Hey! Clarissa! Indigo!” Null shouts as they stop next to them, “How are you two? It’s been a minute!”

“Oh, Null, we were just about to go get some ice cream. There’s a new parlor Indigo wanted to check out, she’s been so excited about it!” she paused for a second, “Would you like to join us, sweetie?”

Indigo chimed in, “Yeah! Come with! We haven’t hung out in forever.”

“I wish I could, but I got some errands to run today, need more food.”

“Aww, fine then, but next time we need to hangout, ok?” questioned Indigo.

“Of course!”

“Alright, love, be safe!” Clarissa exclaimed as Null got back on their bike.

“I will! Promise!” Null responded as they continued on their way.

Null usually worked the night shift so the cashier didn’t recognize them as they went about their business or when they paid for their stuff, which was a relief as they weren’t too fond of some of their coworkers. Afterwards they went to Bublix to get the necessities; juice, milk, bread, cereal, eggs, etc. However when they left they realized they’d bought more than they could carry on their bike and they hadn’t brought their backpack either. They stood there debating for a moment, and then, “Hey, you good there?” a soft feminine voice said.

They turned to see a woman with fluffy, wavy, black hair and a face mask seeming concerned, “It’s nothing, I just might’ve bought more than I could actually carry. Heh.” Null chuckled nervously, feeling a little awkward and embarrassed.

“Would you like some help? I already did my shopping,” she said holding up a bag with some juice and cup noodles, “I don’t mind helping you if you need it.”

Null thought for a moment, “Sure, as long as I’m not encroaching on any plans.”

The woman giggled and replied, “Of course you’re not!”

They started walking to Null’s apartment and to break the awkward silence Null started talking about something random which eventually evolved into both of them talking about work and complaining about annoying and creepy coworkers. Before they knew it, they were in front of Null’s apartment building.

“This is my stop!” Null stated as they were given their groceries by the woman, “Oh! I should give you some sort of payment! I did still take up your time and-“

The woman cut them off, “There’s really no need, really! I was happy to just have some company, my home isn’t far from here as well!”

“But I can’t just leave you with nothing!”

“I told you it’s fine! Have a nice evening!”

“You too!” They both wave as the woman walks away and Null enters the building, then they stop, “Wait! I didn’t- ask… your…name…” She was already gone.

In their apartment they were thinking about how it had been a decent day and that they should definitely make plans to hang out with Indigo and Clarissa. They thought about the woman and were kind of displeased with forgetting their manners and asking her name as well as giving her theirs.