Ethelia's pov

Ryuki Taki's house was huge, so I immediately hated it. Unless he's got twenty people living with him, which I doubt, the sheer size of this place is literally useless. I hate big houses without a purpose. They're just arrogant. Like, I would get it if this was some re-purposed homeless shelter, but Ryuki is literally living here by his lonesome.

"Team Minato!" Ryuki appeared out of legit nowhere with a flourish of his hands that made me jump, and made Obito reach for his kunai pouch. Alright, so, first of all... hell no. And second of all, again, hell no. This is in no way okay. This is actually the dumbest shit that's ever happened to me. You know what? Screw plot. I'm leaving. Why am I actually here? They can't make me do shit.

"You know what? No." I shook my head. "Fuck no. You're lucky I got out of bed this morning. You're in no position to make me do anything. I'm hungry, tired, and I want to die, so fuck you. Fuck all this." 

"Ethelia?" Rin blinked as I literally turned around and began to walk away. I'm not dealing with this. I'm like twelve years old. I'm supposed to be a kid the last time I checked, and kids don't usually have to deal with, you know, bullshit. If they try something, I'll just call the police. Obito is related to them. Not only that, but he's the perfect sacrifice should something happen.

"Ethelia, don't leave." Ryuki called, but it was too late, because I was already gone. Raising my middle finger over my shoulder as I went, I waltzed straight out of there. I literally opened the door and let. I'm really lame, but I felt badass. That's what really counts. I probably looked badass too. As tired as I probably appear, my hair doesn't look like a giant knot today. At least for now.

I left. I don't care about drama or any of that. I don't want to deal with this. I didn't sign up for it, and there for I am under no legal obligation to deal with that shit. I can just leave. Find a place to lie down and sleep. Maybe eat a whole fridge full of food. Depends on my mood once I'm finally out of this shithole. The yard is like, a mile long or some dumb ass shit. 

"Ethelia!" I heard someone call. I raised my middle finger to them. That's right. Welcome to salt central bitches. It's me, french fry. "Ethelia, wait for me!" 

A hand grabbed my shoulder, and I whirled around, ready to go all Kujo on his ass. But it turns out it was just Obito, so I held my fury in. He doesn't even know he almost lost his whole life. Like, all of it. I almost took it from him. You don't mess with me. I'll fuck all your shit u- I'm going to have a panic attack. 

"Are you okay?" Obito asked, eyebrows furrowed in concern. I stared up at him. What an idiot. Do I look okay? Do okay people walk out of buildings angrily while flipping everyone off? If so, then I really need to up my people-watching skills. Since I don't socialize. These days I'm limiting myself to five people a day not including my dad and that hesthen, Mark.

"Yeah, totally fine." The sarcasm was so heavy in my voice that Obito would have to be some sort of brainless sea urchin not to pick up on it. "Just as flawless as ever. I love going to the houses of people who Chase me through the night with several large, intimidating men."

Obito paused, staring at me. I was horrified to realize that he was actually having to think about whether or not I was being serious. I guess that puts him slightly above a sea urchin, but not by much. He's like an idiotic puppy. "...So you're... Not okay, right?"

"Oh my God." I groaned. "No, Obito. I'm not okay. I'm never okay, actually."

"Well, I told them I was going to come get you." I fucking swear to God, if this traitor tries to sell my ass out--- "But I was thinking we could take an early lunch." He winked.

"Lunch." I stared at him. "Food?"

"We can pick up some nachos or something, unless you wanna go in some place. They'll definitely come to your house, so I was thinking we could go to mine." Obito shrugged. "I live alone and have movies."

"...Sounds good to me." Nachos are all that truly matter in this world so like???