«We Could Be Legends»

[Thing2]

"No and no." Wolfram replied quietly. "I'm going in there." He nodded to the apartment building not to far down the street. "That's where I lived....before. I'm going to go and get my stuff from there." He sighed, sounding regretful.

“Oh. Well, do you want some help getting your stuff?” Brisa offered. “I was speeding, so I have some extra time.” She could see why he might not want to go in there alone.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

“Oh. Well, do you want some help getting your stuff?” Brisa offered. “I was speeding, so I have some extra time.” She could see why he might not want to go in there alone.

Wolfram blinked rapidly, surprised someone had actually offered help. "I, uh...I mean if you could that would be great." He smiled at her, and turned toward the apartment, sighing softly. He glanced over his shoulder at her, looking as if he was going to say something. He decided against it though, walking towards the apartment rather quickly.

 

[Thing2]

Wolfram blinked rapidly, surprised someone had actually offered help. "I, uh...I mean if you could that would be great." He smiled at her, and turned toward the apartment, sighing softly. He glanced over his shoulder at her, looking as if he was going to say something. He decided against it though, walking towards the apartment rather quickly.

Brisa followed on her hoverboard, coming up next to him but remaining silent, unsure of what to say. “Aren’t you worried that Mapleshade’s got this place staked out?” She finally asked as they neared the apartment.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Brisa followed on her hoverboard, coming up next to him but remaining silent, unsure of what to say. “Aren’t you worried that Mapleshade’s got this place staked out?” She finally asked as they neared the apartment.

Wolfram pulled the door open, letting her inside. "Nope. Mapleshade wouldn't risk it, there are so many people upstairs, someone would hear." He stepped inside the apartment, shutting the door behind them. "Well this place is a mess." He growled to himself. "Sorry if you see anything....alarming. I really don't know what went on here that night."

 

[Thing2]

Wolfram pulled the door open, letting her inside. "Nope. Mapleshade wouldn't risk it, there are so many people upstairs, someone would hear." He stepped inside the apartment, shutting the door behind them. "Well this place is a mess." He growled to himself. "Sorry if you see anything....alarming. I really don't know what went on here that night."

Brisa’s eyes widened slightly at his words, and she surveyed her surroundings a bit more carefully than usual, but she just nodded and stepped off her hoverboard. “Okay.” She said, looking up at him. “What are we gonna put your things in?” She asked, doing her best to ignore what looked like a possible bloodstain on the wall behind him and hoping that he wouldn’t see it.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Brisa’s eyes widened slightly at his words, and she surveyed her surroundings a bit more carefully than usual, but she just nodded and stepped off her hoverboard. “Okay.” She said, looking up at him. “What are we gonna put your things in?” She asked, doing her best to ignore what looked like a possible bloodstain on the wall behind him and hoping that he wouldn’t see it.

"Um..." Wolfram glanced at the blood stain, shuddering. "Uh, boxes. And my car is..." He broke off, a loud ringing echoing through the apartment. He spotted his phone sitting on the counter, and picked it up. "Give me one second." He muttered, answering it. "Wolfram! Finally you answer!" Lily's yelp echoed on the other side. "I heard about your mom, I'm so, so sorry Wolfram!"
"Lily? Yes, thanks. Why are you calling me? I'm sort of busy."
"You haven't answer any texts, phone calls or emails for 5 days Wolfram! Even Taylor said you wheren't answering her. Are you ok? Could we...I don't know, maybe meetup somewhere?"
"Lily, I'm fine, I've been busy. No, I can't meetup, I have stuff to do, and quite frankly I really don't want to talk to you. Bye." He ended the call without another word, and slammed his phone back down on the counter, fuming with anger. "Ok lets get this over with!" He hissed, forcing down anger. He glanced at Brisa for half a heartbeat. "Get two boxes from the closet if you would." He muttered, pointing to the closet door. "I'm going to see if I can find my car keys."

 

[Thing2]

"Um..." Wolfram glanced at the blood stain, shuddering. "Uh, boxes. And my car is..." He broke off, a loud ringing echoing through the apartment. He spotted his phone sitting on the counter, and picked it up. "Give me one second." He muttered, answering it. "Wolfram! Finally you answer!" Lily's yelp echoed on the other side. "I heard about your mom, I'm so, so sorry Wolfram!"
"Lily? Yes, thanks. Why are you calling me? I'm sort of busy."
"You haven't answer any texts, phone calls or emails for 5 days Wolfram! Even Taylor said you wheren't answering her. Are you ok? Could we...I don't know, maybe meetup somewhere?"
"Lily, I'm fine, I've been busy. No, I can't meetup, I have stuff to do, and quite frankly I really don't want to talk to you. Bye." He ended the call without another word, and slammed his phone back down on the counter, fuming with anger. "Ok lets get this over with!" He hissed, forcing down anger. He glanced at Brisa for half a heartbeat. "Get two boxes from the closet if you would." He muttered, pointing to the closet door. "I'm going to see if I can find my car keys."

Brisa nodded and headed over to the closet, opening it and grabbing a couple boxes. She stood and turned towards Wolfram’s room, then paused and grabbed some towels from it too, draping one over the blood the best she could.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Brisa nodded and headed over to the closet, opening it and grabbing a couple boxes. She stood and turned towards Wolfram’s room, then paused and grabbed some towels from it too, draping one over the blood the best she could.

"Don't worry about it, I've seen worse things in the past few days then a little blood." Wolfram glanced at her, rummaging through a box. He gave a soft snort of triumph as he found his keys, pulling the lanyard over his head. He walked down the hall, pulling open the door to his room. It was surprisingly untouched, unlike the rest of the house. Sunlight filtered through the window, brightening the room greatly. He pulled open one of his drawers, pulling out clothes. "If you need to leave for school, leave, I don't want you to be late."

 

[Thing2]

"Don't worry about it, I've seen worse things in the past few days then a little blood." Wolfram glanced at her, rummaging through a box. He gave a soft snort of triumph as he found his keys, pulling the lanyard over his head. He walked down the hall, pulling open the door to his room. It was surprisingly untouched, unlike the rest of the house. Sunlight filtered through the window, brightening the room greatly. He pulled open one of his drawers, pulling out clothes. "If you need to leave for school, leave, I don't want you to be late."

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you should have to relive anything like that.” Brisa replied. “And I won’t be late.” She said, checking her phone. “It’s 5 minutes away and I’ve got 15.” She stepped forward and handed him one of the boxes.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

• “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you should have to relive anything like that.” Brisa replied. “And I won’t be late.” She said, checking her phone. “It’s 5 minutes away and I’ve got 15.” She stepped forward and handed him one of the boxes.

Wolfram turned to her, grabbing the box. A smile crept across his face, before he suddenly turned back to the dresser. "Thanks. And thank you for helping me."