Walk Home with Jason

Jason tugs at your arm. "Come on," he says, "before the cubs arrive."

You look at him inquisitively but step up your pace and walk away from the school. "Where are we going?" you ask.

"To my house," Jason replies in a monotone. "There's nowhere else you'll be safe."

"I really appreciate this," you tell him, secretly suspicious of his intentions.

"Ah, don't mention it," he says. "You can pay me back later somehow. That's what friends are for."

You wonder if he is kidding. You hope so.

Written by Joey Liverwurst (edited by phaedrus)