Don't you find it funny sometimes? You talk to someone on a Wednesday, blink, then all of a sudden it's Saturday, and you have to talk to that same person again. It's like the week goes by in an instant because you're so busy dealing with everything else, so watching the time doesn't even cross your mind.
Xander stands tall in front of me as I fix his new outfit. His eyes full of sadness.
"You look rather handsome today, Xander," I comment after placing a snowflake crest on his blue and purple attire.
I go to take a step back, but Xander grabs my arm like how a lost boy holds onto someone who rescues him. "Are you not sad that I'm leaving?" he mumbles, glancing up at me.
