The Tracker

“Make that five, Francis texted me earlier while I was pulling you up” Matthew grinned as he checked his messages. He quickly informed the Frenchman of ther whereabouts and hoped for the best. “Heh, quite a coincidence huh? All of us are going to form a team now” he smiled. It was comforting to know that they were all going to be together probably the next morning like the family they once were, but the risks that came with it worried him a bit. What would they do if one of them… had gotten infected?

“Really? That’s great. I wondered where he had disappeared to. One minute I was talking to him, next he had wandered off somewhere”, Alfred said, shrugging his shoulders. “I had asked him to team up with me before, but I dunno. Guess he wasn’t that interested with how quickly he went away”. Shrugging his shoulder, Alfred shifted the backpack so it didn’t fall off.

Matthew curiously tilted his head, a bit surprised with what Alfred had said. "He... wandered off? That's unusual..." he crossed his arms and thought for a bit, "He wasn't with Arthur then?" He assumed that Francis was one to team up and go along with a group instead of just going off by himself. Plus it was common sense for a situation such as this. "I'm sure he was just... distressed because of these recent events"

How’ve you been? C: 

I’ve been good. And you?

I’ve been awesome thank you~

Uh huh I did :D

Oh well done!

I has a cheerleader now