Terrible First Meeting
@scoutingheichou , continued from here
At least he wasn’t running away from her. He must be interested, right? It was hard to tell, given that nasty expression didn’t change other than to a look of complete disgust as she wiped her nose, but if he wasn’t walking away, that meant it was alright, right? Besides, why wouldn’t he be interested in hanging around someone like her? They were about the same age, right? Or, that’s what she figured at first. That he’d be reasonable because they were close in age- they were the same height and he looked so young, after all. But as she thought of it a little longer, the way he held himself, the look in his eyes, and his manner of speaking... There were mature kids her age out there, sure, but he talked like an older kid. He had a few years on him that she lacked. Maybe he was even a teenager.
She guessed kids in the Underground just grew differently. Her brows furrowed as she looked up at the ceiling. An older Zoe could figure out that it was malnutrition and outright starvation that caused the kids to be this way, but at the age Zoe was, she just wondered if it was just a lack of sunlight. She did always feel kinda sick in the wintertime when it’d get dark so fast.
“Eh?” He responded back to her, and her eyes widened a bit as he spoke. Calling her stupid, telling her about how filthy this underground was. “What’s wrong with filth? Getting dirty is fun, even if adults don’t seem to think so. ...Besides, all the books I read say outside the walls is a worse hell. I think I’d rather roll around in dirt in the dark than get eaten by a titan.” She shrugged her shoulders and picked her shovel back up again as she again gave the boy a once-over.
“Besides, maybe I’ll... I’ll dig a big enough hole to prove it can be done, and then I can get something done about it!” Like go show the Military Police that she’d been messing around again, and get her parents in trouble yet again? “What’s your name, anyway? Maybe you’re just being so mean because we haven’t gotten to know each other yet. Or you’re hungry. My mom says that people get mean when they’re hungry, like me sometimes. M’ names Zoe Hange.”









