The next day Scar shows up at my house.

I, however, was still in bed.

"Grian!" Scar whines, pulling off my blanket. Thank god I wear pants to bed.

But as of a shirt...

"Oh." He says, looking away, his face red. "Sorry. I'll just... wait outside then."

"No, it's-"

"I insist." Scar mumbles and walks out my door.

I take a while getting proper clothes on, embarrassed that I slept in.

And what happened before.

Maybe we can just pretend that never happened and we can go flying somewhere abandoned.

I open the door to see and Scar sitting on the floor, head in his hands.

"Hey, are you okay?" I ask, sitting in front of him, cross legged.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll be okay in a second." He says and takes a deep breath.

"Did I do something?" I ask, worried that I might've done something today, or yesterday. Maybe the flying was too much.

"No, no. Just some bad memories." He says and wipes his eyes, his face covered in his classic scars.

'Have I ever asked where they came from? Probably shouldn't, he said he has "bad memories" so that's likely where he got them from.'

"I know we haven't been friends for very long, but you can always talk to me if you want." I smile, awkwardly trying to hug him.

He laughs and I pull away, now on his lap.

My face flushes and I stand up, looking away.

"Sorry." I whisper, looking out the window.

"Do you want to go exploring?" He asks, obviously not hearing me.

"Sure, I'd suggest going north, no one lives 'round there." I say, trying to ignore the past event that just happened.

"Okay," he says and grabs his elytra from where it was strapped on his backpack.

sorry for the really short chapter, I promise the next ones won't be this short!

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