The Animator

We were at the top of the hill. The cityscape at the base, before the outer city limits. It was the highest point reachable, and today it was just me and him. We c9me up here f9r no reason sometimes, just to laugh, cry hug...

P : I want you to meet my other friends. *they look down the hill, and hears a ding on his phone.*

P : speaking of which, *he throws the phone into my face* were going to the museum. The art one.

*i look at him* sorry. My parents want to go out today, you know... man the house.

P: *rolls on the soft grass* your so boring. Come at least once, *makes the most puppy-eyed face, even tho hes 6 4 and built like a tank*

Sorry i cant go. *i gather my things to leave* urgen...uh....thing going on. See you later. *reaches in and kisses his head and i run down the hill, laughing*

In reality, there were no parents. I got by with my savings, and a few thousand stacks of money i got from the job. The landlord dint care if it was a 13 year old tenant, as l9ng as there was money coming in.

As i step into the room, the air was musty. "Sorry, but we had to turn off the AC for a bit, for maintenance" read the litter.