Sorry it took so long for an update, I've been rather busy with school and even my winter break was chaotic. Anyway, enjoy!
Chapter Four
We all crowded into Neela's car after paying the waiter. Well they paid for me as the whole japanese monetary system confused the hell out of me. It took an hour to get to a car park and Neela circled the block before entering.
"You guys have races in car parks?" I asked as I looked around. The first two floors were empty but once we got to the third floor there were tons of cars and people everywhere.
"In the city a lot of people drift up the ramps," Riko said as she got out of the car. Neela tugged on my arm to follow her as we made our way over to where Sean, Twinkie, and some asian dude. Some people tried to talk to Neela but she just pushed past them.
"Whose that guy there with Sean and Twinkie?" I asked as we got closer. I was able to inspect him in a way. He wasn't the most ugly tool in the tool box but I'm not quite sure I'm into the whole asian thing. Not being racist or anything but . . .
"That is Han. He's the guy that owns the place you and Sean are living in. Thought it was about time for you to meet him," Neela said as we finally got close to them.
"Han I thought you should meet Emmy now. Emmy this is Han, Han this is Emmy," Neela said as she pushed me forward.
"H-hi," I muttered as I started picking at the hem of my shirt.
"Your Sean's little cousin? You any good with cars?" Han asked. I looked up, he's going to talk about cars with me? I thought he would wonder how long I was going to stay there for.
"Uhhh a bit. I'm a pretty decent driver but I prefer my motorbike. I can do some minor work on engines too. I'm a dancer and equestrian though. I just picked up something from Sean and his friends," I answered as I looked at Sean. I hate strangers he of all people should know this.
"I know Sean told me. I've never been a dancer myself," Han said as he eyed me. Oh God I hated this. I wanted to play it cool and come off as one of the coolest people ever but instead I just felt panicy so I did the only thing I knew how. I turned around and ran out of there.
Hans POV
So this is Seans's little cousin. She's as thin as a fucking twig but then again I'm not that surprised. Sean said she was fucked up; anorexia, GAD, an autoimmune disorder. My own little cousin had bad anxiety. Hadn't talked to her in a long time, wonder how she's doing.
I wanted to test the waters with Emmy see how she was. Sean told me she was pretty bad but I wanted to see for myself. Not in a cruel sort of way but to see if I should make sure my guests behave in certain manners.