I feel Mylo hug me into his chest.
"What are you doing?" I asked, the question being muffled by his shirt. He didn't answer me. I feel him take his key off.
"Watch this." He says, I couldn't because of my lack of sight. "Reira!" He yells, we fall into the portal. I could tell because of the sudden weight added to my shoulders. We fall onto the matted floor of the training area. Our swords clank together, which rings though the room. I push myself out of Mylo's grasp and off the ground, so I was standing. My hand hurt, so I glacnced at my palm, there was a cut, from the tip if my middle finger, to the bottom of my palm. My hands were also very dirty, covered in dirt and the black goo that came from the massive kirana's ear.
"Where's your bathroom?" I ask.
"Up the stairs, down the hall and to the left." I nod and walk up the stairs and to the bathroom. It wasn't decorated other then the fern sitting on top of the toilet. Everything was very clean and white. I turn to the sink which was right next to the door. I wash my hands until Mylo starts banging on the door.
"Yeah?" I yell.
"Wanna go out to eat?" I turn off the faucet.
"Sure, but I'll have to go home and change, I'm covered in blood!" I open the door. Mylo was standing there, he was covered in blackish goop.
"I should get changed too."
"Do you wanna meet outside the bar?"
"Why the bar?"
"We met there, and we both know where it is." He nods.
"You left your sword downstairs."
"Not gonna bring it with me."
"Okay." I walk out of the bathroom.
"Bye Mylo." And with that, I left the house, It was night, and cold. I kick myself for not bringing a jacket and continue walking. Near Mylo's House, there was an abandoned convenience store with a bunch of teens smoking in front of it. I'm not quite sure what they're smoking, but it's not good. A stray cat brushed against my leg. It purred and meowed. I quickened my pace to a jog, because the ambiance of this place is freaking me out.
"Hey lady." A man says from an alley. I ignore him, and go faster, I continue at this pace.
She gets home and decides to take a shower. She finishes her shower in 5 minutes after she gets out she wraps herself in a towel. She walks to her room to get dressed, not knowing if she was to dress casual so she puts on black skinnies and a white tee, along with her usual combat boots. She finishes getting dressed and grabs a jacket. So she doesn't freeze to death.
I swing my arms back and forth walking down the street. The jacket barely working, because I'm still freezing. It was quite busy tonight, the sidewalks and streets were filled. People were talking making the streets noisy. I could see Mylo leaning against the front of the bar from where I stand.
"Mylo!" I yell. He turns and obviously sees me because he waves. I run toward him. It must've been casual because he was wearing a leather jacket over a black shirt.
"Hello." He says. 
"Where are we off to?"
"Happy Burger." That's a burger place near here. It use to be really crappy and unhygienic, but It got a remodel a month ago.
"Great." We start walking in silence, It wasn't an awkward silence, just a friendly silence if that's a thing. I take this time to compare our heights. He's actually pretty tall, probably around 6 foot 3. I'm about to his shoulders, maybe a bit shorter. We walked past the market I used to work at. The manager was at the counter, she looks exhausted. She glances up and waves. I wave back, with a little smile. Mylo pulls my arm, he probably saw the burger place. He begins running, pulling me along. We arrive at the burger place pretty quickly. It did get a remodel, the new color scheme is yellow, teal, and green. There was a few pop art paintings scattered around, their theme was burgers. Mylo opened the door and held it open. "Thanks." I murmur. 
"No problem." Mylo runs to the corner booth. I follow him, the restaurant was quite busy, but a waiter served us immediately. 
"What can I get you?" 
"2 burgers, 2 pops and a coloring mat please." Mylo says, he ordered for me, I'm okay with a burger. 
"Right away." The waiter walked to the back.
"A coloring mat?" I asked, grabbing a salt packet and shake it. 
"A salt packet?" He mocks me. I roll my eyes, I look at my hand and see it's still bleeding not as severe as earlier though. 
"Shoot." I whisper.
"Huh?" Mylo asks, leaning over to see whats wrong. I ball my hand up into a fist.
"I'm good, nothing's wrong." I say, gritting my teeth. A drop of blood drips onto the table.
"You're bleeding!" He says, smiling that he found out what was wrong.
"Yup." I grab a napkin and wipe the blood off my hand and the table. 
"Why?"
"I cut my hand over in the other dimension, I think while fighting that spider thing."
"Oh." He grabs my wrist to check it out. "Did the kirana do it?"
"No, I ran my hand across my sword."
"Why did you do that?"
"I didn't mean to."
"Well of course you didn't, but why didn't you pull your hand away, right away?"
"Because." I shrug. The waiter comes back with our food. 
"Excuse me sir, um, do you have any bandages? My friend here accidentally cut her hand on one of your butter knifes."
"Right away." The waiter left the food on the table and scrambled away.
"We should sue." Mylo says loudly.
"What? No! It didn't ever happen here!" I whisper-yell.
"Shh, they don't know that, they could probably give us a free meal or something." He whispers back.
"You're so stupid." I whisper. He giggles, like a small boy that just did something bad. The waiter comes back with a first-aid kit.
"Here you go, please don't sue." He runs away to serve more customers. Mylo opens the first aid kit and takes out hydrogen peroxide, along with a cotton ball. He uncaps the hydrogen peroxide and dips the cotton ball into it, he dabs it at my cut. I wince.
"Sorry, it has to be done." He says, putting the cap back on the hydrogen and putting it back. He gets out the roll of bandages, and wraps it around my hand and up my middle finger. 
"Thanks." I huff. He grabs a crayon from the coloring mat and signs the bandages, like he painted it and it took years to perfect. 
"All done." He turns and starts coloring on the mat. I grab my burger and take a bite.
"What are you doing, and why?" 
"I'm coloring, because it's fun." He smiles, and goes back to his coloring. I take a long sip of the pop. Mylo eventually finishes coloring on his mat and starts eating. He basically wolfed down the burger. I finish my burger a few seconds after him. 
"Let's just take our sodas and go." 
"Check!" Mylo yells. Our waiter scrambles to the table. 
"It's on the house. Please. Don't. Sue. I'll lose my job and go broke and die." I've been in that position before.
"It's okay sir, I promise we won't sue."
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He says enthusiastically.
"Take this mat, as a key of our appreciation." Mylo slides him the freshly colored mat.
"Thanks." The waiter walks away looking at the mat. 
"Let's go." Mylo says, crawling out of the booth and standing. I do the same. 
"Let's." I say, we walk side by side out of the restaurant. 
"Did you have fun?" Mylo asks.
"Yeah, I feel bad for that waiter though." 
"Why, we don't even know him."
"I've been in that position, being on the brink of losing your job." I say, he doesn't respond, and we walk to my house in silence. Once we get there Mylo decides to talk.
"Go to my house at 6 am please. If you can't I understand."
"I'll be there." We stare at each other for a minute.
"Okay, Bye Hazel."
"Bye Mylo." I hug him then walk inside, collapsing on the couch and falling asleep.