'Late. Late. Late!' Eddward thought angrily at himself as he wove through the densely-packed crowd of unsanitary people. 'You just had to count and refold every last sock, didn't you?'. He sighed heavily as he fought to get past a rather large man with a sweaty three-piece suit and a briefcase. Eddward checked his watch for the eighth time that minute and softly growled before he shoved rudely through a group of teenaged girls. With their whiny protests falling on deaf ears, the frustrated young man picked up his pace; to immediately smack into a brick wall- or rather, what.. seemed like it.

"Hey, cool it man. Watch where you're g-... Sock head?!"

As Eddward mentally shook himself, he slowly came to recognize the voice.

The voice that made him cringe ever since primary school.

The voice that belonged to Kevin.

"I- I'm terribly sorry, Kevin; but I simply must get to my interview on time. Maybe a later time would be suitable if you wish to reminisce." Eddward sighed, picked himself up, and dusted himself off before he threw a small smile at the dumbstruck redhead and dashed off again.

AN:

Short and sweet with more to come!~

Till next time!

TKYF