𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 || 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐱

❝relying on the kindness of strangers, you will be forgiven❞

IRIS AND JEM HAD BEEN IGNORING EACH OTHER FOR OVER A WEEK. Ever since their hands brushed, it had freaked both of them out. She would not even go near the Slicer Hut because she was scared that she was going to run into him. He always sent other guys to get bandages from her so that he did not have to find her to fix him up. Winston assumed that this was just their regular bickering and did not really notice anything off.

She finally got a note from Winston that asked her to bring over some bandages to store in the Slicer Hut if she had some to spare. Jeff and Clint were busy with patients, so she decided that she needed to man the hell up. It was just Jem. What was he going to do? She might not even see him there.

She knocked on the door, and there was some shuffling before it swung open. She froze when she saw who answered it. The boy on the other side paused as well, his eyes widening at the sight of her. She expected him to ask what she was doing there or tell her to go away, but instead, he greeted, "Oh, hey."

"Hey, um, is Winston here?" she questioned, wanting to give him the supplies and then leave. She had to go to lunch as well, and she really did not feel like spending any more awkward words with the boy.

"He and the other guys just headed to lunch. I'm finishing up some cleaning," he informed him, and he propped the door open with a chair and stepped back inside. She furrowed her eyebrows at the action but stepped inside nonetheless. She had expected it to be a quick job, but he was acting like she was supposed to come in. While he was washing his hands, he glanced back at her, "What do you need?"