#Chapter 49 What the hell
Dylan
It was easier to navigate the human world when you blended right in. My contact left an average van with the keys still in the ignition and two sets of clothing that slipped on perfectly. Somehow Erik managed to get the navigation to work and put in Patara’s house a few towns over.
We had to wait until it was dark enough before we made our move. After endless driving, we left the van at an old theatre lot and walked the rest of the way. Erik was a real actor when he put on a big, friendly grin and acted like we were talking about something funny. If I didn’t have to play along, I would have just shoved him in the street for all the times he knocked my shoulder and slapped my back.
I tried to cool my features to something more charming and calm when I noticed I was getting quite a few stares. Notably, they were mostly from girls, but I wasn’t about to let my guard down. I lowered the brim of my hat and kept on.