That morning all I could think about was meeting the stranger again. I guess me being distracted made me an easy target.
"Hey, idiot! You're holding up the line!" A gruff voice shouted from behind me. I looked back only to see Balto, surrounded by with pack of jeering werewolves.

"Well, I guess I'll have to stand here longer then!"

He growled and threw a punch at me, I caught it. My life was complete. He stared at me in shock as I slowly started to twist it. I heard a snap and he collapsed tit he ground. The line formed into an "arena" around us, as if there was supposed to be more action, but before I could do anything, a guard ran up behind me and presented me with a taser to the neck. I instantly blacked out.
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When I woke up I saw the stars shining outside. Was it all a dream? I rubbed my eyes and looked again, still night. I looked at a watch calendar.
Wednesday, June 6
9:36 pm

Oh no!
I had missed it, stealthily and quietly I snuck out and into the shadows. I quickly ran to the wall and knocked on it.
"Hello?" I whispered.
No reply.
I grabbed a napkin from my pocket and a piece of charcoal that had escaped the bonfire from the night before and quickly scribbled a note before tossing it over and waited.
I sat there for hours. Nothing.
I must have drifted off to sleep because I blinked and the first light of dawn shined on my face. As I got up to stretch I heard something from outside the wall. Footsteps.

"Hello?!" I called out.
The footsteps stopped.

"Hello?!" It called back.

"Is it you? The guitarist?"

"Are you the girl?"

"Yes........"

"Why weren't you here yesterday? I waited for you all day."

"I got into a small fight at breakfast, which let to me getter taken away by guards."

"Did you win?"

"Excuse me?"

"The fight, did you win?"

"I broke the camp bully's wrist, so I guess."

I heard muffled laughter from him. I couldn't help but smile.
"Why do you still come?"

"What?"

"No one else knows you're here, don't you get tired of coming here everyday just for no one to acknowledge your existence?"

"Nope."

"Woah, don't think for too long!"

He laughed.
"I don't have any friends back at home, and all the workplaces and schools have been closed down, I really have nowhere else to go or nothing else to do, besides, this means I get to talk to you everyday!"

I blushed.
"Do you mind if I ask you a question?"

"Shoot."

"What's your name?"

I heard him start to talk but before he said anything, he stopped himself.
"Call me FC for now..... What about you?"

So we're going for nicknames are we?

"Everyone back at home used to called me a stupid potato, but I guess we can go with Shu!"

"Well, would a specific little stupid potato like to hear some more music?"

I grinned.
"Yeah..... I'd like that."