Apollo had not expected for Gary to come out of his room the moment he had been about to knock. His hand remained in mid-air for a moment before he took it down and smiled at the Werewolf.
The other three behind Gary gulped as they saw why the green haired teenager had suddenly stopped. Since the day was mostly over, none of them had expected that another fight would break out. However, why else would Apollo appear right at Gary’s doorstep if he wasn’t looking to challenge the newcomer away from prying eyes?
“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Apollo asked in a humorous tone to break the awkward silence.
“I think that’s a bad idea. You see, I have a terrible stomach ache. Must have been all the food I ate earlier.” Gary quickly replied, holding in his stomach. Just like everyone else, the Werewolf hadn’t even entertained the idea that trouble might come looking for him. He had thought that as long as he avoided the other, all would be good.