I walk out, shoving the printer into my bag. /You only brought it because she'd be there. Why did you even come?/ I shove my hands in my pocket and avoid the looks I get for my piercings, tattoos, plugs, or just being a mute, nearly everyone in town knew now. If I knew anything, it was if I couldn't talk I'd express myself through tattoos and bodily adornments. I smirk, thinking of the next tattoo I would get. /A dark mark on my left forearm/ John would call me a dork but my geeky sleeve on my right arm had already won me that spot.
I sit on the bench around the corner in a spot set aside for couples with flowers and what not. Every time I saw Terezi, it for some reason pushed me to the point of absolutely craving nicotine. I pull a pack of Marlboro Black Menthol 100's from my bag and lights one. /What's the worst to happen? Lose my voice from Larynx Cancer surgery gone wrong. Oops, already happens. Well not cancer, but vocal cord nodule removal surgery/ I takes another drag, thinking of what the adorkable John would do if he caught me smoking. Probably take the pack and throw it away, I'd simply go over and retrieve it setting it in the table. John would plea for me to stop and I'd say that this would be your last pack, which he knew was a lie. He also knew his bitchy you got without them. It still made me smile thinking of it.
A stranger walks by, long black hair, cat ears and tail. She turns back to me and signs something quickly, "Nice tattoos" I nods and finishes his cigarette and sign back "thank you" I ask if she is deaf. "Yeah, I'm deaf, but I can talk pretty good. I lost my hearing a few years back. Freak accident." Excitement fuels her, wafting off her in waves. I try to laugh, but it comes out more like a bad asthma attack like always. I sigh heavily. "Don't worry about it, I never got your name I'm Meulin." She reaches her hand out to be shook. I shake her hand and sign her my name. "Dave, I like that. I understand the laugh. My boyfriend is mute too, we just moved here. Wow, I just met you and I already feel like you're one of my best friends" I laugh again, this time attempting to do it a bit softer. I smile and sign something along the lines of "you talk a lot" and laugh again. My phone goes off and it's a message from John. "Daaave! Where are you? Casey needs more food! Don't forget to pick some up at the pet store on your way back!" I reply quickly and shut my phone. Meulin chimes back in "so who was that, if you don't mind my asking." I sign boyfriend, and gets up to head to the pet store. "Mind if a furriend joins?" I all but just about facepalms into next week hearing her use a cat pun like that. I shrugs and keep walking, she follows like a lost puppy, or should I say kitten, on my heels. I turn the corner and walk into the busy pet store. Meulin's eyes light up when she sees the kittens in a pin waiting to be adopted. I hear her from the reptile section cooing over the kittens. I look up and down the aisle for Salamander food because "Casey can only have the best". I finally find the last package of food on the bottom shelf and walk to a cashier to check out. "10.97" the cashier chimed in. I hand her eleven dollars and shove the change he returns me into my pocket. I quickly walk out leaving Meulin to fawn over the kittens. The walk home is a quiet boring one. /I wish I could open the door and shout honey I'm home! Like they did on I love Lucy. But sadly that'll never happen again/ As I shut the door i turn and lock it, I walk in setting the food by the terrarium and plopping down on the couch, turning in the tv. I sit flipping through a few dozen channels for a bit before dozing off in the couch.