fter two hours of meeting almost everyone, all you wanted to do was rest. Red was a little exhausted too. Even while laying on the bed, Red just wanted to hold you just so he’d know you’re safe and that’s just what he did. It was 1:30 in the morning and you woke up a bit to feel something on your waist. You look at your stomach to see a hand and an arm, which you automatically thought it was Red. A small blush and a smile came on your face, as you settled back down to sleep.
----(Next day)
You woke up at 9:30 in the morning to find yourself alone. You guessed Red went to go do something. Yawning and stretching, you sat up and went in the bathroom to brush your teeth, brush your hair, took a shower, put on new clothes and stepped out of the room.
The place seemed empty and the only sound you heard was the sound of the wind howling against the house. As you walked down the stairs you heard something in the kitchen, like a fridge opening and closing. You wanted to know who it was, but a little scared, and unsure if it was a hostile Pasta. It was too late to think or walk away as the swing door to the kitchen opened and a boy walked out with a couple plates of food. You stared at him and he stared back, you hadn’t seen him before. He had what looked to be a bandana on to look like a smile, wore orange goggles, and a hoodie with the sleeves having stripes. On his waist, there seemed to be two hatchets. He looked quite young but about your age. He didn’t look quite hostile.