Following her best friend down the steps to their brand new apartment, she found herself rejuvenated from the five minutes of rest. It wouldn’t take them long to bring the rest of the boxes in the house, and the motivation of being done was more than enough to encourage the young woman to work faster.
“Yeah, sounds like a plan,” she responded with a quick nod. Placing her hands on her hips while assessing the situation at hand, Seven felt determined. Once she set her mind on something, there was no stopping her. It would take physically holding her down to get her to stop now.
She reached out her arms to grab one of the remaining boxes from the truck, hoisting it over to the sidewalk leading towards the complex. They had messily written where each box should go in bold black sharpie, which was a great idea. It would make this job all the easier.
“Oh–” stopping mid sentence, the student’s violet eyes grew wide at what Sice was asking. “I honestly have no idea,” she replied quickly, truly not knowing at all what the male was thinking when he said that. “This is the longest we’ve been in contact, or even talked, for a few years now.”
Setting another box on the ground beside the previous one, Seven bit her lip in thought. He was probably just joking around, being witty and sarcastic as usual. It wasn’t out of place, necessarily, but it was different towards her. It wasn’t something she was going to dwell on.
“I think we’ll be done pretty quick,” she stated, clearly changing the subject. Hopefully Sice wouldn’t notice– Unlikely.
“We can set up our kitchen first and then order a pizza or something, yeah? Everyone’s gonna get angry around here soon if we don’t get some food,” she laughed lightly, it was still kind of serious. The hunger was starting to set in. “When was the last time we ate?”
“Well, I definitely feel like there’s somethin’ weird abou’ it.”
Her response came a little strained as she hoisted a box up from the very end of the truck. It was the last one left, leaving the truck empty and their first job complete. Now, all they needed to do was lug them up the stairs. At least the hallways were relatively cool, as well.
She shrugged as she dropped the box atop another, elbow digging into the cardboard as she rested upon it. “Probably since last night. We’ve been haulin’ boxes since we woke up.” She could go for anything really, with how starved she felt just about then. If they ordered now, it would probably show up around the time they were done hauling everything inside.
Or, they could have a bit of a chat, first.
“Y’know, I feel like somethin’s jus’ not going well for them.” She couldn’t help the smirk that formed as thoughts ran through her mind. it was conflicting, of course, to think of her brother lack of happiness, but she knew from the moment she saw this girl that nothing was right about her. She wasn’t about to control his life, but as his younger sister, she knew he deserved better. That better had to exist somewhere, and she couldn’t help but get a hint that he was starting to realize better was right in front of him.
Like, really, what was that?
“I think he’s got his eyes on you, y’know,” She started, brows furrowing as she contemplated how far she wanted to push this. “Like, not contentiously’re anythin’ but it’s there.” And it may have just been a few pictures, something that anyone would find embarrassing showing to someone… but this was Seven. She was practically family to them, and embarrassing things had happened well enough in their childhood.
So she coudldn’t help but wonder whether this was going to go somewhere…. and if she was okay with that.
Placing another box down on the ground, Seven raised her voice to yell up at Nero in the apartment. “Nero!” she shouted. “Order us a pizza, will you?”
She sighed loudly, sitting on one of the boxes she had just taken out. Something wasn’t going well for them? Sice could definitely say that again. Even though the two hadn’t conversed properly in a long time, Seven could still see the differences in the male. It tugged at something in her chest-- something the student wasn’t so sure she was willing to explore.
The thought of how his girlfriend was treating him was enough to make Seven sick to her stomach. If there was a way she could have stepped in to make it stop, she would. She knew for a fact Sice absolutely would. Until then, they would just have to wait.
“Eyes on me?” She responded, eyes widely staring at her best friend. Did she really just say that? “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Sice.” A nervous laugh escaped as she scratched her head in thought. It was impossible for something like that to be happening. Especially without her knowing. Seven was known for being extremely observant, people were always freaked out by how much she knew without people talking. There was no way.
“We haven’t talked properly in years... Our last actual conversation was a very long time ago, and you remember how that ended.” Pausing for a moment, she shook her head. “He’s probably just trying to be friendly, or make conversation since it’s a little awkward. It’ll get better, we’ll be back to normal soon. Whatever normal is now, at least.”
“We hardly know each other anymore,” she continued, looking towards the concrete. They had fallen out of touch after what happened. Those were important years that they had missed out on. She was looking forward to getting to know him again.
“I know things aren’t going very well for them, but I don’t think he’s looking at me.” It felt so weird coming out of her mouth. The thought of Nero possibly feeling some type of way towards her. It was laughable. She ignored the fact it was making her heart race.
“I do hope they break up, though.”
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