@L1PGL055SM1L3S [Storm carefully set Spencer down beside the door.]
《 Don't tell them who dropped you off. 》
[He knocked roughly on the door before he took off, hurrying to get into the car. Then, he quickly drove off.]
@L1PGL055SM1L3S "Fuckin' idiot. I was going to carry you."
[Storm rolled his eyes and shook his head. He carefully lifted Spencer up, slinging them over his shoulder once again. He shut the passenger side door and turned on his heel, heading towards the diner. He kept one hand on his raygun.]
@L1PGL055SM1L3S [Storm shrugged. He reached over to gently tap Spencer's shoulder— a touch of reassurance.]
. . .
[Soon enough, he made it to the diner and stopped the car. He glanced over towards Spencer before he got out of the car. Storm opened the passenger door.]
《 Ready? 》
@L1PGL055SM1L3S [Storm fell silent. He stared ahead at the deserted road, deciding on what he was going to reply with. When he couldn't find anything that wouldn't scare the kid, he decided to just nod.]
@L1PGL055SM1L3S "Just call me Storm."
[Storm replied.]
"I've... found myself to be involved with one of them. I got over that, though. They're all selfish. I wouldn't date any of them ever again. Who did you get unfortunately stuck with?"
[He asked.]
@L1PGL055SM1L3S [Storm made it to his car and gently set Spencer down into the passenger seat. He paused for a moment, inspecting the mark. He glanced around, then climbed into the driver's seat. He took off.]
@L1PGL055SM1L3S "Aw, fuck..."
[Storm cringed. He crouched down and grabbed underneath Spencer's arms and hoisted them up over his shoulder.]
"It's alright, kid..."
[He murmured. Storm wrapped an arm around their waist, moving carefully as he stepped out of the shed.]
i resent you for being raised right. i resent you for being tall. i resent you for never getting any opposition at all. i resent you for having each other. i resent you for being so sure.
@L1PGL055SM1L3S [Storm groaned, his head in his hands. He mumbled to himself, trying to decide between his options. He dropped his hands, staring down at Spencer.]
《 Fine. Fine. You're lucky my car isn't far from here. Get up. 》
[They held a hand out.]
@L1PGL055SM1L3S 《 That's who I'm talking about. 》
[Storm groaned, shaking his head.]
"No." 《 No. 》
[He refused, shaking his head persistently.]
《 First off, why are you with them out of all people? Second, forget about it! I never want to be around those flares ever again! 》
@L1PGL055SM1L3S "Do I look like I'm with them? Fuckin' idiot..."
[Storm blurted out. He turned, peering out of the shed to survey the area. They turned back around.]
《 Zone 4? Don't tell me you're with those crayons. 》
[He made a face.]
@L1PGL055SM1L3S [Storm took a step back.]
《 You're in Zone 1. Do you know where you were before? 》
[They signed. He didn't have time for this bullshit. He had a hundred and one better things to be doing than saving some scrawny intern.]
@L1PGL055SM1L3S [It took Storm a second to catch up to what they were saying. He glanced around again before carefully tucking his knife away.]
《 Are you BLI? Affiliated with them in any way at all? 》
[His eyes peered out from his mask, narrowed and cold.]
@L1PGL055SM1L3S [Storm glanced around, making sure this wasn't a trap before he got involved. They lowered to the ground and pulled out a hunting knife. He used it to cut off the ropes.]
"Christ... calm down."
[He grumbled.]