Make that change

The Dom, less than a month into his eighteenth year on this planet, moved his feet and walked around the few people who went to the mall at this hour. There weren’t many which he was fine with as he wasn’t one for crowds. When he found a kiosk with the mall’s map, the boy paused to look over. There wasn’t anything he wanted to do or see here. He only wanted something to keep him from Cavendish and the mall was the perfect distraction.

Once he got a good feel for the layout of this place, Stevie moved from it and headed for the foodcourt. The breakfast mom cooked that morning filled him to the brim but that was hours ago and Stevie felt the first traces of hunger pangs. As he stood in line he wondered if this trip was worth the money he placed into it, as this was from his savings. The money he intended to use to relocate to whichever academy he decided to attend. Now…now he used a portion of it to do this thing and he tried his best to not feel bitter about it. But it was hard.

He bypassed all the stores that might have peaked his interest, and headed straight for the food court. He had been hungry after a long day of working, and he needed some nourishment if he was going to be walking around a big mall like the eaton center. 

Sighing, he scratched at the stubble that had begun growing on his countenance, he eyeing the tall blonde that stood before him in line, Roderick finally having had made up his mind on what he wanted to indulge in. “You can move ahead,” he said kindly, flashing the taller man a smile. 

You should join me actually. I mean - if you want to, of course. 

If you hear someone singing in the halls, don’t be creeped out, since it’s just me.