Solitude Broken

Ten years was a long time to be by ones self but Caleb didn‘t mind. He hated people and crowds most of the time. Right now he was in need of supplies and had to venture forth into the populace again. Things had changed a lot since he was away. Standing still in the shadows he watched people coming and going into the stores. Pulling his black hoodie over his head he walked onto the streets and made his way towards the shops.

Kronos was wearing his casual clothes Black jeans, black shirt, black hoodie. He pulled his hood down so he could enjoy the rain, he came out the shop with a box of 50 cokes in one hand and box of 50 fantas in the other. He sighed "Kids are bleeding me dry" he muttered, his friend grinned "Least you have Luna, damn she's fine" "Thanks, see you later man" "sure Kronos, bye" the man left and Kronos looked up to the clouds for a moment.