47: Shæring With Kevin! PT. 0.1

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(IF ON KEVIN'S ROUTE)

As we stand in the midst of the club-room, Kevin's eyes scan over my paper, reading the lines across it. I can't help but feel a little anxious as I just stand there in front of him, wondering what on earth he could possibly be thinking. Was trying to impress him a bad decision or something? He seemed like kind of hard guy to impress at all, but still..

As he continues to read, his mouth starts to hang open a little, and his eyes even seem to shine with something that was as bright as the sun. Though once he finishes reading, he lowers the paper, and slowly hands it back to me before crossing his arms. "Well, it could be better." He grumbles rather loudly while looking away, his cheeks darkening with a faint color I couldn't recognize under the darkness of the tiny club-room.

"Huh? What do you mean?" I can't help but ask, not understanding what exactly was wrong with it.

"Well, it's just.." Kevin looks over to me, before going silent again. His cheeks then seem to darken a little bit more, and quickly looks away. "Ugh.. whatever. I probably shouldn't be giving you my opinion when we've only just started this."

"Isn't that the point of sharing in the first place though?.." I ask under my breath, though the moment Kevin shoots a glare at me with his brows skeptically furrowed, I gulp—realizing I must have said it out loud.

Still, I continue speaking. "I—I just wanna make you and Rick feel more comfy sharing your stuff. I don't wanna make you feel angry or something because I didn't even bother to share you anything or even try to help you.."

"Oh my—man it's not your responsibility to do that kinda thing. I thought you were just gonna go ahead and show me some we script that I could give some critique on and maybe help you out with, but I guess I can't now! Because you thought it'd be such a good idea to make something better than mine!" Kevin practically pouted as he said that, gesturing with his hands in a irritated manner.

"G—Geez, I.. wait, you.. wanted to help me out on my script? Why?"

Kevin's eyes widen at my question, and his ears begin to darken a little along with his cheeks and the center of his face. His lips draw back into a snarl, and he quickly snaps back. "I—well.. Ye—Yeah.. but its not like it's a big deal or anything. Just.. nngh.. stop looking at me like that!"

Kevin can't seem to finish his sentence. Did he really feel that ashamed of wanting to help me out? It felt almost like he hated me or something. I looked away—seeing that he was now glaring at me. Why did he seem so angry all of the sudden?

Wanting to change the subject to avoid him any more uncomfortable or frustrated than he already was, I decided to change the topic of conversation. "Well.. um.. do you wanna share your script or.. movie recommendations now?"

"..yeah, sure. Whatever.. don't take too long." Kevin mumbles, slowly slipping out his paper from his hand, and reaching it foward. Arching my brow a little, I take a step foward, and take it in my hands, and I begin to read over it.

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(IF ON RICKS ROUTE)

Kevin's eyes scan over the paper—but he's in complete silence. After a while, I arch a brow. But then he lifts his head, now staring at me with a neutral expression.

"..."

"...?"

Kevin's eyes then begin to darken—his pupils becoming less and less visible as his mouth darkens as well, red liquid seeping out from his lipppppp

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