"Crap." Caroline muttered under her breath, she knew who that was alright, and she knew why he was upset. Sighing audibly, she stood and walked over to the figure and placed a heavy hand on his shoulder.

"Look, Stephen, buddy," Caroline tried to explain herself. 

"No!" The figure named Stephen pushed her hand off her shoulder and removed his hood to reveal his chiseled face and his floppy black and purple hair. Yes, the purple was the colour of the roots. Yes, his eyes were silver. Yes, he was another main character. The appearance of Stephen sent whispers through the orphanage, which Stephen hated. He was the same as Caroline, he hated the attention he got from being who he was, that was why he often dyed his hair a natural colour, but he hadn't gotten it done in a while, so everyone could see the bright purple roots of his hair. 

"You listen to me shorty, I don't know why you thought you could tell everyone about me, but it sure doesn't help your current situation, does it?!" Stephen hissed through unnaturally straight teeth.

"Look, Killian was just curious about the others, he didn't know any other main characters lived around here and he just-"

"No, I didn't want attention, I wanted to live a regular life in peace, and you screwed that up, I'm here to say goodbye."

Caroline's eyes widened with shock. "Y-you're leaving?!"

"Of course, I can't handle people coming to my door all the time and asking where I've been."

"But-"

"No buts, I thought about this for awhile..."

"Will you even be able to leave? What if this isn't part of your story?"

"Then I'll leave when my story isn't on."

Caroline stood there in shocked silence. The only time their stories were turned off was at night, nobody wanted to hear about someone while they sleep, that would just be boring. Unless a main character was destined to go out that night, they would be overlooked. Stephen had just decided to do the impossible, he wanted to change his story.

"That's not possible, they'll never let you on a plane, or on anything for that matter."

"Lucky for me I have two working legs and a car that isn't total shit yet, I'll be fine, but thanks for your concern, love."

"I'm not conc-"

"I'll call you when I'm far far away." Stephen smirked and gave a quick wave as he turned on his heel and strode out into the streets. Caroline wondered how he had managed to even have that conversation with her, it shouldn't have been possible. She turned around to see the entirety of the orphanage staring at her, but now it was a look of fear rather than shock. Caroline felt her scalp tingle and grabbed her ponytail to find that a strip of her usually blue hair had turned black. She had become a supporting character in Stephen's story, which could only mean one thing, she had to stop him from leaving.