Following Casper out of the restaurant wasn't a big deal to him, until they started walking a little too far for a ‘talk’.
**Where the hell is he taking me? Hey.** He called inwardly, knowing it was useless to try to speak.
And typing would get him nowhere because the dude kept walking off like he hadn't just dragged someone halfway through a meal. He kept going after him, holding himself with the thought that the next turn was leading to the physical health building. He probably wanted them to find a quiet talking space.
So he thought, until they turned and Casper kept walking forward.
His legs took it personally and he stopped in his track, watching his care drain out at their growing distance.
**Haa,** he exhaled and turned back. **This is a waste of my time.**
He was a few steps
