Hannibal packed up his things from the class, phone in hand. He decided to confront Stu on the matter that had been plaguing his mind.
Hannibal: So when were you going to tell the group that 'phantom' isn't a killer?
Stu Macher: What are you talking about?
Hannibal sent (1) image
Stu Macher: is that phantom?
Hannibal: indeed it is
Hannibal: now why exactly would you think it to be a good idea to bring a non killer into a group full of homicidal maniacs?
Hannibal: did you even know they weren't a killer? Do you even know their real name? tell me Stu, what made you think trusting them was a good idea
Read at 11:54 AM
" Dammit Stu." Hannibal cursed, running his fingers through his hair.
This wasn't supposed to happen. Then again, y/n has no idea what we do...do I kill them or let them live?
Hannibal sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Y/n's POV:
The rest of the day went by pretty fast, classes passed by in blurs. I reviewed. the conversation I had with hannibal before.
Hannibal: I've never had a slushie, but I still see no point fighting over flavours
Me: if we ever meet irl I'm buying you a slushie
Me: it's honestly sad that you've never had one
Fuck that's right. Well I did promise, may as well act on it.
I pull out my phone, chuckling.
Me: Dr. Lector
Hannibal: y/n
Me: it feels weird to see you text that, but I'll allow it
Me: anyways, remember how I said that when I meet you irl I'd buy u a slushie?
Hannibal: yes, I do recall that
Me: coolio, meet me outside in like, 15 minutes. I'll take you after class
Hannibal: today?
Me: well duh, I made a promise, I intend to keep it
Me: if you attempt to ditch me I'll search relentlessly, so don't think you can weasel out of this
Hannibal: alright, are we meeting at the west doors?
Me: yeppers
Read at 12:07 PM
I waited anxiously for the end of class, and when it finally came, I was one of the first out of the building. Hannibal was waiting for me just where he said he would, and we walked over to the local 7/11. He told me all about his history in psychology, how he held a certain amount of pride in helping people. I nodded at his words, happy to have met an online friend in real life.
I held the door of the 7/11 open for Hannibal, and led him over to the slushie area.
" Cherry or Cola?" I asked him. He pondered for a moment, before answering.
" Cherry, after all it was the flavour everyone was fighting over." I give a small chuckle, and fill the cup. I step up to the cashier, and give him the cash. Hannibal takes a sip from his slushie, and I raise my eyebrows.
" How does it taste?"
He looks at the drink, brows furrowed.
"Surprisingly good." He said, still looking puzzled.
I bite my cheek to stop myself from giggling.
He looks like a confused puppy.
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" I can see you want to laugh, what's so funny?"
" Oh nothing, just thought of a meme."
Hannibal gave a small smile, which quickly faded as he saw who just walked through the convenience store doors.
