Erici Frederyck (VOLUME 1 CHAPTER2 PART 1)

“My rations are empty again…..I have to go outside…”. Beans and milk, I had exhausted all of them. Usually at times like this, I wait until midnight to go to the store but today was a little different. Along with my fodder, I ran out of the toilet paper. So this was an unusual emergency. Emerging out of hive, at this early time but I couldn’t wait for two hours to pass. The night was upon us so, people wouldn’t be flowing like water as like in the day. I took out some wrinkled Voin notes and stashed them in my hoodie’s pocket carelessly. The wind was silent and except the occasional breeze that passed chills down my bones, I could walk pleasantly having wearing a yellow hoodie over boxers. A madman walking across the street, the occasional bystander would stare at me with a shock. I had to bare with these people, until by destination arrived and my way back. Seriously, I always received these gazes; I did have clothes on me and I wasn’t like I was flashing apart from my dishevel persona, I was somewhat couth.
  Maede’s 24/7 was the only store in the area, that withstood my conditions and so it was my only option. When I would go there; midnight not many customers could be seen, the random punk who’d buy beer and wafers was a sight very normal. But this was the first time I saw normal looking people casually lingering around the various aisle. The clothes, the nacks, vegetables and a plethra of human needs. This gives a cloudy memories of going out shopping with my mother, such sweet days or maybe a dream.

Fifteen cans of canned green beans, about one hundred and thirty Voin, and together with a gallon of milk. So that was kind of cheap, I thought to myself with a wry smile. The cashier was staring at me from toe to head, for some reason he scolded me

“I am not doing charity. So piss off”.

He was about sixteen I think roughly as old as myself, was looking vexeldly at me. He wasn’t the usual middle aged guy who worked at night but it seemed he misunderstood me for a beggar or something. It felt kind of bad hearing that but it wasn’t his fault. We get judged by our appearnace, attitude and image and if we screw even one of them suddenly the perspective by which the people see us may take a complete 180.
   I gave a forced laugh, for and though implying that he was completely off the mark. He was very embarressed doing such a childish thing and apologized for his ignoble behaviour. Despite that he was interested in my appareal, but I had no reason to tell that to a total stranger so I decieved him in the name of social experiment. He seemed to buy it so I left the store.

“Somebody help, this dog will bite me”. On the other side of the street of the door front of Maede’s, a dog was barking at some chic. Nobody was around to save her so I had to take the initiative and then I recalled why it’s such a hassle to go as early as 10.00 p.m. Someone always seem to cause a commotion, and it is frickin’ annoying.
   I took out a can of beans and swinged it at full throttle towards that rude dog. It accurately hit its head and squeaked while running away. I didn’t care to take back that can, there were two reasons. One was that most probably the can may have burst due to the pressure of impact and second was that I would get involved with uneccessary formalities with this coward lady. So I ignored and started walking away to home.

The nightlife in my neighbourhood is about non-existant, primarily a residance of middle aged people with family; it is one of those boring neighborhood sprawling with kids in day and slowly colliding with silence in the night. So there wasn’t much life this late at night. It still was very pleasing, it felt calm and relaxing. I would almost resolve to take night walk, but I sensed someone following me. This was not a good time to stall someone, the noiseless surrounding would give away a presence to even someone as absent minded as me. This someone was the girl from before, she wasn’t hiding that fact just following me. I sighed deeply, as I knew cumbersome formalities could not be avoided be it good or bad.

“If you’re gonna say thank you. I get it, now please can you leave.”, I politely declined her offer.

I turned back and  started walking but she persistnatly followed like a loyal dog. It felt pretty tense, I couldn’t understand why she was doing this. It felt pretty stupid coming from such a hot looking girl. I thought brazenly that she must fetishize dishevel guys. It was a pretty stupid thought but nonetheless made sense.
   “What do you want me do so that you may stop following me!”, I was exasperated. I just wanted to go home, attend the buisiness in the toilet and try drowning in fantasies called dreams.
   “Your canned beans..”, she suddenly collapsed on the ground. I do not know what happened but some sort of weakness may have been the case. I wished to abandon her but it wasn’t a very good idea, if she was ill then there was no reason for her to follow me. For better or worse; I complied with the demands of society and piggybacked her to house. The luggage was quite heavy, first time in a pair of years had I brought someone at my place. Even if today was for just helping out this chic.