“Thank you, have a nice day.”
Tenten gave the clerk a tired smile and grabbed the two plastic bags he was holding out to her. Frankly, she hadn’t been having a very nice day, and now that the sun was beginning to set, her nerves were getting jumpy. She knew that she didn’t really have anything to worry about; she moved away from the big city so that she wouldn’t have to worry. But still, night was coming and she couldn’t shake the feeling that she should be inside before the moon replaced the sun in the sky.
It was just an acquired habit, one she knew she would have to get over someday. They only roamed large cities, after all. She was safe here in Aelia. She had been safe for about a week now, and yet, old fears stuck to her like a second pair of clothes.
Lost in her thoughts, Tenten paid no attention to the tall figure that was peering inside the glass display window of a small shop a few buildings away from the grocery store she had just exited. She had just decided that she would make spaghetti for dinner, when she ran head-on into the young man and fell backwards.
“Ow, watch where you’re going,” came an annoyed voice from above, and Tenten looked up from her position on the ground. The man was staring down at her with pale eyes that were narrowed slightly and he had a frown on his face. His long brown hair was tied into a loose ponytail, and he was wearing a rather fancy white collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up to just below his elbows. He had an air of superiority surrounding him.
‘Great, just my luck to run into an arrogant bastard,’ Tenten thought, averting her gaze from his disapproving face to round up the three apples and onion that had rolled out of her bags that she had dropped.
She stuffed them back with the rest of her purchases and muttered a forced, “Sorry about that, guess I should have watched where I was going.