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Started October 10, 2018 by @InfinityCry*

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"I-" she hadn't noticed the goosebumps running up and down her skin until he asked. The stars had really distracted her. "Not much."

"Don't lie. You are cold. Here." He tossed her a thick blanket. "I'm making breakfast."

She was surprised he could see through her lies, no one could usually. She caught the blanket. "Uh- thanks …" She wrapped it arpund herself.

"You're welcome." Alton replied, heading to the kitchen.

She looked around taking it all in one last time before heading inside behind him. She was surprised at him making breakfast. No one had actually ever made her breakfast. Her mom just left it to her to fend for herself, even in her own home. Or what should have been.

Alton put on some toast and eggs and laid back, waiting for them to cook.

Red walked into the dining room (I'm just kinda making stuff up don't mind me) and sat down on a chair. She pulled her blanket close. This guy is nice every single moment. How and why?

God, why do you do this? How? It's going to end up trash, just like it always does…how can you keep doing this? Alton asked himself. Like always, he knew the answer. Because I can't stand to see someone in pain. No matter if it ends up badly for me, it'll always end up better than it was. I just have to keep in mind that I'm helping people, not hurting them.

"Why are you doing this?" Red blurted. She didn't mean to, but her curiosity got the best of her. "I mean, I'm a complete stranger who was a jerk to you. Why?"

Alton looked surprised. "Why wouldn't I? I mean," He began, straightening up, "You needed help, and it didn't look like anyone else was going to give it to you…so I did. Yeah, it might hurt me in the end, but it'll always end up better for you, so that's something." He shrugged.

"Well I- Hurt you?" That part stopped her. "How so?"

"Not that you necessarily would hurt me - well - I mean - okay, well, long story short, I've housed a couple of girls who needed help over the years and not all of them turned out so well, y'know. We went on a couple of dates and then they all left, as usual." Alton sighed and shrugged again. "It just might not end up amazingly for me."

Shoot. "I- Yeah." She didn't really know what to say. What was she supposed to? She had been running away from everything her entire life: it was all she knew.

"It's okay. Not many people have a good response for that." Alton sighed again, turning back to the cooking breakfast.

"Do you expect them to?" What would the right answer even be? She looked to him making breakfast. There were some moments she saw something in him and others she saw something broken. She wasn't sure which one this was.

“Not really.” He shrugged, finishing cooking breakfast.

She sighed, still slightly curious. "Do you want them to say something?" She wasn't sure exactly what she was doing, just that she was. Why do you even care?

"It depends. Sometimes I'm really sick and tired of being alone, and other days I just want to be alone, y'know?" Alton shook his head, dishing up the breakfast.

"I guess…" She thought she was lying, but somewhere, in the back of the heart she'd chiseled from stone, she could feel where he was coming from.

Alton gave her her plate and sat across from her. "Do you?"

She turned to look at him. "I mean, I haven't really had anyone, so I guess I wouldn't know." She used to, but that was a long time ago.

"Fair enough." He mumbled, starting to eat.

Red nodded slightly and began to eat as well. "Thanks, by the way, this is really good." She had to take one arm out to eat, some of the warmth leaving her, but she still had the blanket wrapped around her.

"Thanks." Alton's mouth twitched up.

Luckily, the breakfast was hot, so she was warming up. She slowly shrugged off the blanket and finished the food, grateful she had anything.