>Hey Maxwell, you there?
>….
>Maxwell?
Cold glanced at the clock on the library wall. Lunch was almost over, and still nothing from Maxwell. His friend hadn’t been online very much the past few days. The last time they talked, Maxwell had just said that he “was going to be very busy,” but that he’d get in touch whenever he could. That had been a week ago, and still no word.
Lunch was starting to feel like it had on the first day of school for Cold. Just another empty period, filling in the space of an empty day. Theater club was probably the only time he ever talked to anyone at this school. Would anyone even notice if he just grabbed his backpack and went home right now? His teachers already tended to miss him during roll and mark him absent anyways, so there was no reason not to really be absent for once. Maybe he’d just not show up to school again….
“Hey Cold Boy!” The unmistakable buzzing of the Intrusion’s voice cut through the library’s silence. “You in here?” Intrusion and Dying were at the doors of the library, peering in as if gazing into a strange and foreign land. Cold rushed over to them, if only to stop them from making any more noise.
“I’m here.” Cold said. “Did you need something?”
“Intrusion wants players for his dumb game.” Dying grumpily muttered.
“Yeah, I’m trying to set up a gaming group!” Intrusion said. “I’m going to be running World of Darkness, and wanted to know if you’d be interested in joining us.”
“Yes!” Cold’s face lit up. “Of course! I’d love to! Um… what’s World of Darkness?”
