i think in some way or another we all grow up (or wish we will) to be meg
I- I didn’t know, and hell I’m sorry, but you knew what you were signing up for…
And this has nothing to do with me missing home either! I’m just… Tired of being here…
*clenches fists* So what, you’re tired of me as well? Is that what you’re saying? Cause fine, then leave, and you know what? Why don’t you change your number while you’re at it, make sure I can never contact you again! Oh, and don’t bother saying Goodbye either, just do it like everyone else and just fucking go! I’ll be here, having a blast, being totally fucking fine with everything, like I always am!
And what if you aren’t? Do you expect me to just stay with a not so cute Jack Frost?
Hm, I don’t think such a Jack Frost exists..
Fall on your face a few more times and we might find out
For what had felt like hours, Cerberus started over to the counter, his large brown eyes watching as customers collected and paid for their food. Everything looked so good. So much better than plane food, that’s for sure. “Hmm…” the boy slipped his hands into his pockets and bit down on his tongue as he looked for any loose change. There was nothing, so he was left to stare and smell the sweets that sat meters away from him. It was almost as if Cerberus hadn’t eaten in such a long time. At least, it felt like that, and with a groan he let his forehead rest in his hands and his elbows sit on the table. “Damn it… I’m so hungry.” He complained to himself considering the options that he had.
- Steal the food.
- Beg for money for food.
- Leave with no food.
The brunette sighed and quickly shifted in his seat again. His head turned and he quickly examined the little diner. It was relatively full, so convincing someone for money or food wasn’t going to be too hard, but he couldn’t even be bothered to move. So like a child, he crossed his fingers and hoped for someone to come and sit in the seat opposite him.
It was another day, just another boring day doing the same things over and over and Meg was over it. She’d left campus and headed into town with every intention of loosing herself, but something in the back of her mind wouldn’t let her. There was so much that she couldn’t let go, problems she couldn’t forget and promises she had to figure out how to get around. Her head hung low, her hair falling into eyes, and she paid no attention to wear her feet took her. “Gods… What am I going to do…” she mumbled. A few people brushed past her, and her eyes raised up, her mouth opening to fire off some quip, but she closed it immediately. There just wasn’t a point.
She saw the small diner by pure luck. It was a small hole in the wall place with no more than a door and a few windows in front, but the moment her eyes landed on it, she knew this was where she belonged. It didn’t seem like the kind of place people from the college would go, or at least not the people that she wanted to avoid. It frankly seemed “beneath” them. Too small and quiet. She looked around the street a final time and quickly stepped inside, tucking a few loose strands of hair behind her ear as the sudden air conditioning blew around her. The place appeared to be almost completely full, so when she got her cup of coffee from the front counter she didn’t think twice about moving to the back of the room, tucking herself into the corner booth and never taking her eyes off of the cup in her hand.
It wasn’t until a voice caught her attention that she looked up, noticing for the first time that she wasn’t in fact alone. “Shit…” she grumbled, not bothering to pay attention to what was said and getting ready to stand up again.
We need to work on your spelling
What’s wrong with my spelling?
It’s a bit too centered around the letter U
And where do I find this bastard?
What do you want with him?