➞"Firey?"
Coiny let himself into my room.
Shut up.
One word is all it takes for me to get bored of you.
He sat far from me on the bed, quite opposite of Leafy, probably because he had a choice.
A sigh.
From him.
What was he going to say?
"Okay, i'll get straight to the point."
He looked into my eyes.
"What the hell?"
I looked away, pretending to be confused.
"Huh..?"
He grabbed my arm firmly. It was sore enough, so damn right it hurt.
"WHAT. The hell??" He raised his voice.
I pushed him away cautiously.
"Get off me, first."
"Fine. But, the fight?? Why?"
Why was everyone so worried about that?
Mind your own business.
"It's nothing. I just had a bad day and got a bit pissy."
"A BIT pissy. Right."
Jerk.
Just as I remember him.
"Shut up, Coiny. Its not like YOU didn't beat the crap out of Pin the other day."
His eyes widened, like he didn't see that coming.
"What.."
"Oh, come on! Everyone could hear that! Even the presumed dead!"
He got up from the bed.
And started chuckling.
"Well, I guess we're both in the wrong."
He placed a slip of paper on my desk.
"Oh well. I knew you wouldn't be willing and instead get all defensive."
Coiny pointed at the paper.
"Read that, 'kay? Bye, Flame Boy."
Flame Boy.
Huh.
"Firey, stop!"
"Haha, but it's fun!"
I was holding her drink in my hand, along with my already finished one. I only turned to metal to drink mine, so I decided to have a little fun.
She was trying to reach for her drink.
"Fireyyy! That's mean!" She made a pouting face.
I continued laughing along as she struggled to grab the cup.
"Fine, fine." I handed her what she was waiting for, her face lit up.
"Thank you, Flame Boy!"
"You're most certainly welcome,"
"Leaf Lady."
What?
