"How far away from you is he again?" Aradia asked for what seemed to be the third time one morning. Sollux shrugged his backpack onto his shoulder more as the two walked to school that morning.

"I already told you A.A, I don't know and I really don't care."

"True true, but weren't you the one who was complaining about your neighborhood being boring? Now you have some excitement."

"Excitement my left asscheek A.A. It's not worth it if I have that fishfuck near my house." Sollux sighed.

"Speak of the devil and he will come." Aradia said out of nowhere looking straight ahead.

"A.A, I'm not in the mood for one of your weird-"

"Look." He looked to where she was pointing. Eridan was walking on the other side of the street not to far from where the two stood but still a good enough distance.

"I swear to fucking god if I have to see him everywhere I go now I'm going to lose my mind." He deadpanned.

"It won't be that bad, just ignore him." Aradia assured, tugging him along.

"That's a load of bullshit."

And Sollux definitely was right. Eridan seemed to be everywhere. It's like when you see someone from school somewhere and you awkwardly make eye contact and look away really fast. Except now it's a notice and a scowl or just plain ignoring. And of course it bothered Sollux to not end, especially on the way home where he knows Eridan'll be.

"I'm going to flip my shit sooner or later," Sollux told Aradia as he paused his game to look at her through their skype call. "It's like he knows exactly where I'm going to be."

"I think you're just letting your hate for him sink in; or maybe, he just knows where you live and is stalking you from the window." She burst out laughing at the thought.

"Not funny A.A." Sollux resumed his game and bit down on a chip. "Not fucking funny at all."

"I'm sorry I'm sorry," Aradia said as she continued to giggle and wiped her eye. "It would be really creepy actually."

"I'm half tempted to call the cops now."

"Sollux I was joking, don't." Sollux eyed his phone which was peacefully laying on his pillow.

"I'm not."