Note: Writer's fever

As the title states, i've been cursed with writer's fever. Reason for this...there's actually no reason at all. I just don't feel like writing. I'd rather play league of legends then write. But....here's a tiny extra.

---

"Yo." Arask greeted Ari.

"You're gonna get fired if you keep speaking informally." Ari warned.

"Don't worry! As long as I don't say it infront of Xinxus,i'm fine!" Arask slapped Ari's shoulder. "Stop worrying so much."

"Oi, Arask. Did you just slap Ari's shoulder?" A deep voice sounded from behind them.

Ari sighed. He had seen Xinxus standing there for quite some time now. He tried to warn him...

"...W-What are y-you t-talking about????" Arask tried to smile.

For the rest of the day, Arask was nagged by the parent like Xinxus.

---

"Hey Lixian." Shurlon asked.

"What?" Lixian stopped from reading his book.

"What do you think Ari looks like from under his mask?" Shurlon was very interested in Ari, but if he was ugly...no thanks.

"He should be average to good looking." Lixian sighed his time was being wasted like this.

"...LIXIAN!" Shurlon suddenly shouted.

"W-What?!" Lixian snapped out of his daze.

"Hi."

"..."