The day has been going so slow. It was last period and I had to get to work. Anabel was still sick and I needed to cover up. And with a newcomer - like Ecstasy - we must be here to help.

I N E E D E D H E L P

BUT WE DONT GET WHAT WE ASK FOR ALL THE TIME

I enter the shop finding Ecstasy sitting on a chair looking at a book. The small vintage store was all Anabel had. She loves it. And so did I.

"Hey" I call out

He looks up to the book. His beautiful eyes searching my soul, with the hint of hatred and death dancing together showing an illusion that I hated.

Or was it an illusion?

"In the one to help today I mean it's obvious, please there are not many people who come here but if there is try to be as nice as possible" I plead

He rolled his eyes and kept reading.

That says the ship was quieter than usual.

It gave me C H I L L