(CON'T of my story) Zander is secretly my boy. friend, but because hom. ose. xuality is illegal, we just say we are best friends.
“I’m going to get dinner, I hungy…...” I said in a baby voice. He hates it when I do that.
“I could have brought it to you though,” Zander said. “Plus, I wanted some cuddle time if you were up for it.”
“I’m always up for cuddles, Z.” My nickname for him, Z. Adorable, aren’t we? Zander hands my back brace and helps me put it on before we head down the stairs. I head down first with Zander behind me till…...
“Greetings, you ugly mu. c.kers. How’s your back?” They spoke. Lane popped out of nowhere scaring us and causing us to almost fall down the stairs. Luckily, Zander caught me.
“I was better before you came out…. Lane. You made my back hurt worse; I don’t know how Seth stands you.” I replied. Lane is a non-binary *hole who thinks that they are better than everyone else because they are the Commander’s “personal” messenger. Also, Seth is their boy. friend (straight).
“So, anyway,” Lane says. “You turn 16 tomorrow, is that correct? If so, ‘cause you know I’m always curious, are you gonna declare yourself a Runaway?” Of course he had to bring up something I’ve been thinking about. I hate the rules here, the food supplies are short, and the chip in my neck always hurts. But if I do, I’ll lose my friends, Zander, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to find food and shelter. I’ll probably talk with him later about it, as far as I know, he’s for Decker; I’m against it.
“I don’t know yet. There’s a lot of pros and cons so I’m not sure yet.” I said, wishing Lane would just leave. I started back down the stairs and headed towards the kitchen. Lucas was making my favorite dish, Chicken Alfredo with extra garlic. I could smell it from the top of the stairs; my stomach was growling.
“Food” Zander jumps into the seat closest seat to the kitchen and starts digging in before I even sit down.
“Babe, slow down… you’ll choke, and I don’t want you dying the day before my birthday...” I said, concerned. He always rushes when he’s excited. But what is he excited about? I haven’t done anything special. OOH! Maybe he has a surprise for me…