InnocentFox

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him.  But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. 

"I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. 

Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." 

She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. 

"Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. 

“Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…”

“Then why do you want me to stop following you?”

“I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end.

“Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away.

“I did,” he sighed in defeat.

My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten

The bartender almost snapped after hearing such a comment, his patience running thin.

He had seen enough customers complaining about the state of the world, but griping about the price of wine, now a rare commodity, was going too far—even as a joke.

Still, he reminded himself to stay calm. The man in front of him was likely an Awakener, and it wouldn't do him any good to lose control now.

With a wry smile, he joked, "Sir, it's 2030 now, not 2025."

Noticing the change in the bartender's expression, Asher just smiled.

It was just a side comment on his part because he was happy to be back in his home world—well, what was left of it.

"You're not from around here, sir?" the bartender continued.

"You can say that," he responded in a casual tone.

"By the way, I heard this place buys rare items and sells information. Is that true?" he asked, keeping his tone relaxed.

Changes In the Wind