***Hello, my friends, and welcome to the next chapter. I actually intended to put this up a few hours ago, but there was a big storm at my house. I didn't want to Internet to go awry, because when that happens and I'm typing here, then everything gets deleted. Anyways, Frisk and Asriel belong to Toby Fox, the story plot belongs to me, and let's get into it.
Chapter Two: All Along
Despite having his friends and family around, Asriel was still quite lonely. Although he sent several messages over time, Frisk didn't respond or seem to acknowledge any of them whatsoever.
It wasn't that her silence wasn't justified, though. Asriel had been through college and he knew of the work load that awaited a university student. But still, even he would come home for holidays and summers. Frisk had done none of that. She wouldn't even send a single text out to anyone back at home.
Asriel had tried to ignore the sadness lurking at the bac of his mind that was his longing for his best friend. But, he couldn't quite do it. He tried putting his efforts into his teaching, but that was a plan that was scrapped.
At the age of twenty-six, halfway through his year, budget cuts had been made and he was one of the handful and staff members that were laid off. He'd sent in applications to teach elsewhere, but he ultimately know that he wouldn't have a job until the new school year begun.
His slight empty feeling had lead him into picking up something that he never thought he would pick up. But that was beside the point.
On one calm evening, he decided to just unwind with some gaming on the PlayStation he'd bought one day for whenever he was especially lacking in something to do. And that particular evening was a perfect example.
"Alright, guys, I gotta sign off for this match. Gotta go handle something," Asriel said into his headset. He got some approvals from his teammates. Then, he got what he needed and left his apartment.
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The school year had recently ended, but although the days were warmer, the nights were quite cold. As he stepped outside, Asriel thanked the stars that his green sweater with yellow stripes was warm. But he pulled his thoughts away from the weather and pulled another thing out. Or rather, two things out.
A box of cigarettes and a lighter.
Asriel lit one of the cigarettes and put it into his mouth. He took a drag from it and took out the drug, exhaling the smoke with a sigh. He knew that he'd been raised better than to do this, yes. But he sometimes wanted a quick relief from the gnawing feeling of loneliness at the back of his mind. And the cigarettes did the tricks.
Thoughts like these and more ran through Asriel's mind until he noticed a car driving by. He felt that the car was quite familiar. Putting in another cigarette, he moved forward from where he was leaning against the front of his apartment building and decided to observe.
For lack of a better parking space, the mystery car parked towards the back of the lot.
Only one person got out. They only got a suitcase out of the back of their car.
"Who on Earth is that?" Asriel asked himself. He put his cigarette back into his mouth and crossed his arms as he watched.
As the person got closer, they revealed themselves to be a girl. One with a very simple figure and long, brown hair. As it turned out, she had on black shoes, jeans...
...a blue sweater with purple stripes...
Asriel's eyes widened as he realized who was walking towards him.
"Frisk?"
***I just wanna give a quick disclaimer. Whenever I mention smoking in my stories, I'm not promoting it. It's a really bad thing to do for your health, but it's just an element that I put into stories. That aside, be sure to leave a review on the way out, and I'll see you all in the next one! Bye!
