by all means, it should've been a normal day at ramshackle. emphasizing on normal. well, if you could even call it that. everyone came to understand after a while that you were the one to bear everyone's burdens and doing everybody's favors since you arrived, and you couldn't really fathom why that came to be. perhaps you were too willing? too nice to refuse or to deny their wants? no matter how much time you spent overthinking ways you could stand up for yourself, in the end nothing came to fruition. muling it over wouldn't do much good, you realized.

so that's how you ended up here.

a particularly hot day, after countless hours of running around encountering probably every student wanting just something from you, you decided to call it a day and head over to your room (or something close resembling a room).

opening your phone, which at this point had been untouched all day, you quickly scan all your notifications. maybe someone decided to check in on you after all these hours,

and yet, nothing.

with that, you quickly lock your phone and throw it on your bed from the sheer bitterness creating bubbles of anger and sadness inside your guts. but before you have time to think anything else, it starts ringing violently. startled at first, you peer over to see who is the one calling you and to your surprise it's none other than floyd. mr. floyd leech.

floyd has been your steady rock since your arrival at nrc. to be completely honest, at the beginning, floyd seemed excited beyond any reasonable means, which, wasn't a bad thing. but, you being new and constantly bombarded by questions and tasks, he frightened you a little. he seemed to either know that fact but chose to ignore it or he just was that oblivious. soon after though, you came to know that floyd, was nothing but sweet. so sweet in fact, that you started thinking more and more about him. maybe too much.

fighting back a smile that's almost threatening to break across your face, you pick up your phone and swipe to answer his call.

"shrimpy! you finally answered!" he's chirping from the other end, makes you giggle slightly.

"hey floyd, yes i'm here." you answer him with the most joyful voice you can muster, but at the end it comes out quieter than you intended.

"how are ya doing? i saw you runnin' around but couldn't catch ya! do ya feel well?" his concern melts your melancholy away at the seems.

you start to answer back, "yeah i just came back a bit ag-" and before you can finish he's jumping at the opportunity. "okay let's go out and have a picnic by the lake! i can pick ya up and we can have ice cream for lunch! and all kinds of sweets! maybe some cherry pie too yeah?" he's rumbling on and on and you can't help but laugh.

"but floyd! we have to have some actual food too. we can't just survive on sweets for the rest of the day you know?" you manage to be the voice of all reason between laughs.

"cute little shrimpy, ya don't understand! you're the only sweet i could never get enough of!" you can practically hear his smirk from other end, his voice dropping just slightly at the end just to tease you.

cheeks burning besides yourself, you answer him, "sure floyd, let's do it." "yes! okay shrimpy! i'll be right there don't ya worry! can't wait to see ya!" his excitement is radiating through the hard glass shell of your phone and onto you. he ends the call so quick you don't get the chance to reply.

cheeks hurting from all the smiling, you start getting ready for a day out with the person that appreciates you the most.