cyanidefilleddreams

Chapter 2 "Hey you!" Alfred cried out, pointing at the Brit. He seemed to not have heard Alfred, since the British man made no effort to acknowledge him. Alfred decided to try again. "Hey! You! With the wings!" People were starting to stare at Alfred, who was currently flailing his arms and striding towards the man from that morning. He stopped in front of him and shouted, "Hey! Pay attention to me!" The Briton looked startled for a moment before clearing his throat, "Ah yes, you're the young lad from this morning, aren't you?" "Dude, you talk like an old man. And I've been trying to find you!" "Oh?" The British man crossed his arms sl

Chapter 1 Alfred stared, bemused, at the man lying in the gutter. He had never seen him before, which was odd considering that he lived in such a small town where everyone knew everyone. Alfred wondered if he was a wandering hobo, albeit a strangely dressed one. The man looked like he was wearing an ill-fitted angel costume, complete with wings, halo, and wand. From the little light offered by the streetlamp, Alfred could tell that whoever the mystery man was had recently gotten there, since his outfit was still a clean white. He wondered if the man lying there went to the college nearby and slept in the gutters on a dare…it wouldn't b