You let out a small hum as you watched the forest go by you. Happy that you didn't have to walk back to your house alone, and even more so that you were being carried. The masked boy under you pausing every few moments to bounce you further up his back so you didn't slip out of his grip which was firm yet surprisingly gentle on your upper legs.
“Are we almost there? I'm tired of walking. Especially to a place where a pathetic loser like this lives. I bet twenty bucks it's made out of, like, cardboard or something.” Hoodie muttered, having decided to tag along so he wasn't left alone in the sewer drain due to whatever they feared. Though now you were just thinking he had just come along to bother you. Every word he said just upsetting you even if it had no reason to. Usually you didn't give any fucks about what people thought about you, but for some reason when ever this boy opened his mouth you just wanted to choke him.