"You look tired" Mika told his friend as they left Kai's apartment. The wolf scoffed, his shoe kicking an empty water bottle from in front of him and throwing it in the middle of the road. Mika watched it roll, its sound loud in the quiet street, and then his eyes returned to Philip.
He had his hands in the pockets of his jeans, his head facing the dirty pavement and his lips had formed a thin line as if he was trying to stop himself from saying something.
"What is it?" he asked.
"It's nothing." he answered without even a second to look at him.
"You can't hide from me."
"Yes, but apparently you can." Philip told him and the redhead stopped. He stared at him, his eyes squeezed as he chose to keep walking. Since Philip seemed like he had no intent of stopping Mika grabbed his arm and pulled him back, forcing him to.
"What the hell does that mean?"