Chapter 7

"So, pizza is your favorite?" I asked Eli. He looked at me and nodded.

"My favorite is meat lovers," He added as the lunch line moved forward. The line was long and slow. I looked at the opposite wall of the line.

"Why would you want to be loud in a game with most of the player population being stealth?" He questioned me. I just shrugged and kept walking with the line.

"Okay, well I hope you don't blow a hole in my head with that shotgun," He added. We laughed and took a step with the line.

"Yeah, and you better not come up behind me with those pea-shooters," I responded as the line moved again. He chuckled and we both moved. We got up to the counter to get our trays with the lunch on it. We walked back to the table we decided on and sat down. We both looked at each out and laughed.

Author note: Hello! I'm Obsidian and I would like to thank you for reading my story. Unfortunately, the next chapter won't be out for some time. But I'll leave you with a little secret about Eli, He isn't exactly a "Normal" individual. Anyway, thanks again!

And I always appreciate feedback!