Outsiders

Ugh. Trudging through the snow and cold accueil from a long jour at work at the DX was not exactly what toi had in mind for a Tuesday night, but whatever.

But then toi stopped. The streetlights shone on the snow just right, making it glow and sparkle. It was pretty. The sky was so black, filled with stars. It was a good night.

And all of a sudden toi found yourself on the ground.

“Oh my god I’m really sorry.” The boy who had knocked toi down said, taking your hand and pulling toi up. He looked familiar. He was Soda and Steve’s friend… The witty troublemaker. He was really cute.

“It’s...

“Hey.” toi call to your bestfriend.

As soon as he hears your voice, he turns around, and stomps off in the other direction.

“What the hell?” toi call after him, running to catch up. He was a lot bigger than you, his strides were longer, but toi caught up to him.

“Hey.” toi try again. No answer. He just stares ahead of him.

You step in front of him. “What the fuck is going on?” toi ask, eyebrows raised.

He stops, kinda looking around, as if to find the words to say.

“Can toi please move?” He finally decides.

“Please? You, Dallas Winston, just a dit please. Obviously something is...