"You really don't remember taking her back home?" Asked Jack relishing in the drama that was making Zeke almost want to vomit.

"No! You don't get it-" Zeke stopped in his tracks. What the hell was he going to even tell Jack; Yeah, no, this girl is from a dream I had and everyone had superpowers and I was a slave?

"Uh, I may have blacked out." Zeke finally managed to let out.

"Shit, when's the last time you blacked out." Chuckled Jack slapping his back lightly and moving back into the kitchen/living room. "I'm shocked you were even out last night with that crazy thunderstorm that was going on."

"It rained last night?"

"Yeah, it was intense, woke me up out of my sleep, sounded like war…So are you gonna shower first or am I?'

"Go first, yo."

"Dope." Replied Jack walking towards his room to probably grab a towel. "So what's her name?"

Shit, what was her name? She said it like that one time when she was still speaking French. Lo-Louis? Lou-Louise.

"L-Louise?"

Jack came back with a towel and a tiny plastic bag moving towards the bathroom nodding his head back and forth in displeasure. "Zeke, I didn't consider you to be the type of guy who wouldn't know a girls name."

Zeke rolled his eyes shutting his bedroom door and taking a deep breath. He flung his towel on the computer chair lying in the corner of the room. He felt his hands come up to the top of his head as he sat down in the chair feeling his heart beating out of his body.

What the absolute fuck was going.

Zeke observed as Louise shifted in her sleep on the bed, letting out a yawn and gently stretching her arms up in the air as she opened her eyes to see a panicked boy sitting close to the bed.

"Okay, so don't freak out." Requested Zeke putting his hands out almost as if he was surrendering.

"Wh-what? Who are you?" Whimpered Louise shifting herself to sit up as she wiped away the sleepiness in her eyes.

"No, I answered that questioned already." Replied Zeke massaging his temple. "Okay, so who the hell are you?"

"Oh, yeah, you're that peasant boy I summoned yesterday." Louise took a glance around the bed. It was way too early but she appeared remarkably provoked. "Where are my clothes?"

Zeke dropped his head laughing at himself. Holy fuck all of that yesterday was real.

"Wait…this isn't my room…"

"Oh my fucking god this is all real."

"Thi-This isn't the Academy…" Louise started to realize before getting properly irate. "Where have you taken me! Are you kidnapping me!?"

Louise looked around the room appearing to be searching for something.

"WHERE IS MY WAND! AN-AND WHY DON'T YOU HAVE A SHIRT ON!?" She shrieked clutching the pillow she slept on and chucking it at Zeke's head.

Zeke ducked as the pillow hit the wall behind him and slumped to the floor.

"HEY HEY HEY-" he asserted getting up and quickly cupping her mouth with his hand and turning his head towards the door. Jack was in the shower, Zeke could still hear the water.

"I didn't kidnap you and I am just confused as you are, okay? Please don't scream and just listen" Zeke explained as calmly as possible watching Louise's expression of rage turn to a concerned look as Zeke took his hand off.

"I know I asked you a bunch of questions before but I need to ask again because I'm losing my mind. Please just entertain me, okay?" He pleaded sitting on the side of the bed. "Also sorry for grabbing you just now."

Louise turned somewhat red before reverting to her annoying character.

"What do you want to know." She declared coldly crossing her arms as she sat up in his bed.

"You and me meeting and that whole familiar thing; was that all real?"

"What kind of question is that! Of course, it was real! You ARE my familiar!"

"Okay…" Zeke dropped his head breathing out and stamping his foot on the floor. "And uh Tristain, Hulkeganny, that magic, is that-"

Louise groaned out in frustration at Zeke.

"I've already answered these questions before! Yes! This is the Kingdom of Tristain on the continent of Halkegini-" Loudly explained Louise before stopping dead in her tracks looking at something on the door behind Zeke. He turned around to see she was studying the two maps; one a subway map of NYC covered in graffiti that his cousin gave to him. And one of those scratch off where you've gone to posters on the world.

She slid out of bed wandering over to the door looking intently at it. Zeke glanced down at her legs to see them shaking a little.

"Alright, peasant.." She said, her voice quivering slightly. "As your master I demand you answer my questions."

Zeke remained silent as she turned around. She tried to keep her composure, but Zeke could see the fear on her face.

"You weren't lying to me about what you told me last night."

"No, I wasn't."

"And this poster," she pointed at the subway map. "This is your world?"

"Well, yes and no." Zeke pointed out getting off the bed and standing next to her. "So this whole map is the city of New York. And this part right here, this is my where I'm from; Brooklyn." Zeke stated making a circle with his finger on the map. "And then on the other map, this is where we are, and this is the world and the other countries."

Zeke watched as Louise's pupils dilated and her amazement grew as he explained the maps. Zeke felt remarkably strange explaining a map of the world to her, but then again she wasn't technically even from this planet and even he was freaked out last night by everything that happened. He supposed he should've looked at it the way Latino tourists would ask him questions about the subway in Spanish.

Zeke looked down at Louise who appeared to be lost in her thoughts.

"I need to find a way to get back…" she muttered under her breath.

"Shit, how do you think I felt last night with all that magic stuff."

Louise instantly turned kicking Zeke in the gut.

"OH MAN." Zeke wailed putting his hand on the door for stability.

"How dare you keep using such foul language in front of noble and especially in front of your master!" She howled at him raising a fist in anger.

"OHHHH, YOU WHIP THAT BITCH, GIRL!" Roared a voice from behind the door which made both Louise and Zeke jump. Zeke groaned putting his hands on his face and lying back on the bed.

"Who was that!" Demanded Louise.

"That's my roommate," Responded Zeke rubbing his stomach. "He's very annoying."

Louise nodded before letting go of demeaning manner and sitting next to Zeke on the bed.

"I guess whatever magic that brought you to me might have had some traverse affects on me," Louise explained sounding helpless as she stared down at her hands. "And it also took my wand. Louise looked up promptly at Zeke's black dresser, which had a candle on top of it. She snapped her fingers a couple of times to no avail and slumped her head back in shame. "And it also took the little magic I had." She groaned.

"Well it didn't take your personality" murmured Zeke twiddling his thumbs looking down.

Louise sucker-punched him in the jaw.

"Just because we're not in my world doesn't mean that you're still not familiar and I'm not your master, dog!"

"Well, actually that's illegal here and to be honest this sounds more like a porno kind of thing."

"A what?"

"Nevermind."

"Regardless of where we are you still are MY familiar!" She asserted poking Zeke on the right side of his neck.

"What the hell?" Zeke brushed her hand aside feeling his neck before grabbing his phone on the nightstand and opening up its camera to look at his neck.

That bitch tattooed his neck. Are you fucki-

"What…what is this…" Zeke could feel the fury mounting up in his neck wanting to just make his head explode.

"It's the rune of the familiar that was burnt on you." Explained Louise.

"I can't rub this off can't I." Queried Zeke hoping the answer was yes.

"Of course not! It's permanent like the contract!"

"Fuck my dad is going to kill me when he sees this." Whined Zeke sitting back down and then turning his concentration to Louise. "Alright, I'm still trying to grasp my mind that all of this is real, bu-but can you just go home? Like, can you just use your magic or whatever to wish yourself back?"

"God, you really don't understand any of this do you?" Louise moaned pinching her nose in defeat and adjusting herself to bring her knees up to rest her head on them "I don't even know how I got here."

Zeke could see how anxious she was. He couldn't blame her, he was just as panicked about the whole ordeal the other night. Or whenever that was.

"I'm going to assume it has something to do with this." He sighed sitting next to her again as he pointed at his guitar in the corner of the room.

Zeke felt his fists tense just recollecting the entire event and how surreal it felt.

"That was real, right? I just need to ask." He spoke looking up at Louise feeling unsure.

"Yes, that was real. Honestly, I couldn't believe what I was seeing myself…" She said lifting her head up a bit looking out at the wall. "I was going to try and ask Colbert about it in the morning but then…"

"Did you uh…" Zeke coughed up looking at her. "When I turned all Super Saiyan, did you hear music?"

"What is Super Saiyan?"

"Nevermind," dismissed Zeke before looking at his phone. 10:42 AM.

"Oh fuck me," Zeke exclaimed slipping on a sock on the floor as he got out of bed grabbing his towel. "Hey, listen, I know this is really insane and all, but I have to go do this thing today so-"

"HOW DARE YOU TRY AND LEAVE YOUR MASTER LIKE THIS, YOU UNGRATEFUL DOG!" Louise shouted striking Zeke in the stomach, watching him collapse on the ground.

"What was I supposed to be grateful for in the first place!?" Whined Zeke clenching his stomach.

AN HOUR LATER

Zeke walked out of his room with a towel around his neck wearing a pair of black shorts and a maroon shirt noticing Louise who had her eyes glued to their tv. She held the remote in her hand flipping through every channel. She was so hypnotized by the technology she hadn't even heard him walk in the room.

"Yo." Zeke greeted Louise much to her fright dropping the remote.

"You shouldn't sneak up on people like that." She grumbled at him. "And I thought you told me there was no magic in this world.'

"There isn't."

"Then explain this thing to me!" She demanded Louise pointing at the tv.

"Wha-okay, listen." Zeke pulled over one of his kitchen chairs over to sit across from her on the couch. "We need to figure all of this out. Or at least try to or whatever."

"So I somewhat understand what's going on in your world when it comes to the magic and the whole other world thing…god I never thought I'd be saying that….and like I get the whole summoning thing to an extent and that's how I got sucked into your world, bu-but how the hell did you end up coming back with me…"

"I…I honestly have no clue. I can't think of anything I've learned so far that can explain this. The only thing I can think that lead this all to happen is during the summing ritual." Louise claimed as she explained her poor hypothesis.

"Like maybe something happened in the magic that caused you to come here? But what about the whole…guitar hero event?"

"Well…I've heard tales of Void magic, but I don't know much about it."

"Okay, so what is i-"

Suddenly the sound of the door being opened made both of them jump. Jack came in from the apartment hallway carrying a plastic bag and his keys. He could tell he walked in on something.

"Uh, did I walk in on something?" He asked closing the door behind him and locking it.

"N-no I was just showing her around the place." Zeke hastily tried to cover up their conversation. He was never good at lying.

Jack looked at their living room area and then shifted his focus to the kitchen area before finally staring back at Zeke.

"Was it a long tour…" Jack replied in a mocking tone. Jack focused his view on Louise. "Hope you're enjoying our lavished living room slash kitchen, I'm Jack."

"Oh, yeah, this is Lou-"

"My name is Louise Françoise le Blanc de la Vallière. It is very nice to meet you." Louise stood up doing a slight curtsey. Jack and Zeke both looked at each other.

"Well, it is a pleasure to meet you as well." Replied Jack going along with her act. "Are you French?"

Zeke could tell Louise was puzzled by the question and decided to take action before she could question Jack's question.

"She's actually like first-generation American." He pipped up trying to overcome his failure at lying.

"Oh, that's dope!" Jack moved towards the fridge putting a bottle of tequila in the freezer compartment.

"You're drinking again tonight?" Asked Zeke.

"No," Jack turned around directly facing Zeke. "We are drinking tonight again. My friend from Pace's art exhibit is going on and I'm not going alone to face these fucking arrogant assholes so you're going to be my plus one."

"And what if I say no?"

"You're not going to turn down free drinks."

"No, I'm going to turn down free drinks"

Zeke turned his sight to Louise who had unmistakably given a fake cough to get his attention.

"Oh, do you think anyone would care if Louise came?" Inquired Zeke.

"Nah, man. She's totally more than welcome! I'll send you the details in a little bit. I just came to drop this off, but I'll see you tonight?" Asked Jack heading back for the door.

Zeke nodded much to Jack's joy.

"Well, hopefully, I'll be seeing you tonight, ma'am." Jack beamed before saluting her as shut the door after him.

Zeke directed his attention back at Louise who he could already tell was peeved.

"Do you like parties…" Asked Zeke attempting to break the ice.

"Yes, in my world!" Exclaimed Louise running her hands through her head. She clearly didn't have the time to be doing this. "What kind of parties do you peasants even have here?!"

Before Zeke could respond, he felt his phone vibrating in his pants. He pulled out to see texts from his Dad.

He looked up at Louise who he'd just realized was still in her nightgown.

"Well, shit." Grumbled Zeke.

SOME HOURS LATER

Zeke followed Louise out the door of the thrift store down the street from his apartment. Since neither, he or Jack had real clothes she had to borrow some shorts and a shirt until they got to the Thrift.

Zeke already felt nauseous enough. The fact that all of this was reality was not only freaking him out but forcing him to play into this bogus story about her. He couldn't leave her all alone and by herself. She'd probably run out into traffic and get run over. Maybe he shouldn't bring Louise tonight to a party. He already had to cancel on his dad for brunch. He could feel the palms of his hands getting clammy just thinking abo-

"I look like a homeless peasant." Cried Louise looking down at her final selection of clothes; a white Pizza Planet shirt, slim-cut jeans, and a pair of really worn out Converse. She caught Zeke off-guard as he was lost in his thoughts.

"Oh stop it, you look perfectly fine. If you picked out that other stuff you wanted in there you'd be super uncomfortable for the rest of the day and people would definitely judge you." Zeke rolled his eyes shoving the clothes Louise borrowed into his backpack. "Also you probably shouldn't go around saying, peasant. I told you there's no royalty or magic stuff here."

"Hold up a second, dog!" Shouted Louise as she noticed Zeke readying to leave. "If there is no nobility, then who governs your Kingdom?"

"You really want me to go over this right now? Okay, we have a system and a president but we don't talk about him. And please for the love of god just call me Zeke." Zeke went through his backpack shuffling around before pulling out a pair of AirPods and opening them up.

"What is that?" Asked Louise hanging over him on the steps of the Thrift appearing taller than him.

"Here just put this in your ear and follow me." Replied Zeke giving Louise one of his AirPods.

Louise attempted to put the AirPods in her ear. She seemed notably uncomfortable lodging it in.

"How is this thing playing music!? And what kind of music is this even, it's revolting!"

"My phone transmits the music to them I guess. And it's hip-hop, it's not revolting, okay."

So Far To Go (feat. Common & D'Angelo) - J DILLA

As they walked Zeke couldn't help but look at Louise who appeared diligent staring at everything they passed by. The irony that she resembled a curious dog. He could only imagine how she was even processing everything. And then the questions started rolling in. It wasn't long before he was explaining how the AirPods worked, explaining what a car was, and then crudely describing how an engine in a car works. It wasn't long before they both finally got to Zeke's subway stop.

"Please don't ask me how the subway works. I will explode."

"I'll ask you whatever I want as long as I'm still in this world!" Louise snapped back. "So where do these stairs lead!"

"To the train." Replied Zeke. "Oh fuck me."

"Train? What's a train!"

Zeke and Louise sat down on the train as it sped away from their stop into the blackness of the tunnels. His day only began but he felt like he'd been out for days with her questioning everything in existence.

Zeke placed his head back feeling the crisp breeze from the window above him.

Louise looked around unmistakably perplexed by everything she'd seen so far but now she appeared a little tense.

"What's wrong with you." Zeke noticed pulling his head back.

"We're going super fast," Louise replied being short to the point. Zeke glanced down to see her clutching the bottom of the blue seats.

Zeke held in a laugh too which Louise raised her leg and brought it downward letting the back of her foot drill into Zeke's shin. Zeke countered by enduring the pain in as to not panic the train full of people.

"Look, don't think I don't know you want to go home." Zeke finally let out after the shock had subsided. "I promise you we're going to figure out how to get you back to your world…I just need to run some errands first."

"Don't act like you're getting off from being my familiar," Louise mumbled looking down at her feet. Zeke could hear her stomach rumbling. "So what do you have to…"

"Well, I was going to go brunch with my dad, but seeing how I'm in this predicament."

"Oh so being with your master is a predicament!?"

"Just get me to brunch, god."

BRUNCH

They both sat inside a booth on opposing sides of the table as Zeke looked at his watch. He looked up noticing Louise peering out of the window next to them looking straight up at the buildings near the park. Since both of them climbed out of the subway, Louise became captivated with almost everything she could see. She seemed enamored at the heights of each building. She watched as the dense traffic on the streets and the sidewalks grew more and more as they walked within Union Square earlier.

"You're going to give yourself a stiff neck if you keep looking up like that." Mentioned Zeke putting his arms on the table.

She lowered her head immediately feeling the strain. She seemed bothered at how he just happened to be right.

"Listen, if you're going to be here with me, you have to play it cool. You can't be going around acting…uppity."

"Uppity?" Replied Louise scoffing at his comment.

Zeke glanced at the semi-enraged Louise before hearing the footsteps of someone approaching the table.

"Hey dolls, what can I get you?" Asked a server in all black smiling down at the both of them.

"Can we just do two cokes and two grilled cheeses?" Asked Zeke handing the menus to the server.

"Got you." She smiled taking the menus before turning off in another direction.

Silence wafted above the two of them looking in other directions.

"I'm still trying to figure out these…powers I have but I still can't figure it out. Is there really nothing that your school or whatever taught you about magic like this?"

"I already explained to you that there's nothing I can think of! Maybe one of the professors back in Tristain can possibly explain this but…I'm confused as well."

Zeke laid his head down on the booth seat and laughed to himself.

"What's so funny." Asked Louise curious.

"Just….I literally have 'the power of magic'" Laughed Zeke waving his hand above his head as if the words were spelled out in front of the both of them.

Louise rolled her eyes before letting out a small smile and giggle.

"Oh, wow, so Ms. Dominator has a soft side, huh?"

Louise swiftly kicked Zeke in the shin.

"And there it goes." Let out Zeke holding in his pain.

"Here you go, guys." Smiled the server holding two plates of grilled cheeses in her hands and then serving them two Cokes. "Anything else I can get you guys right now?"

"We're all good thank you." Smiled Zeke still holding in the agony watching the server leave.

"This is like the only place in Manhattan that has cheap prices for anything" Zeke picked up a bottle of ketchup before letting the bottle fart out ketchup onto the side of his plate.

"What is this?" Asked Louise staring at the food in various directions.

Zeke looked up confused at Louise.

"You're telling me ya'll don't know what two slices of bread in-between cheese looks like?"

"Zip it!" Replied Louise picking up one of the slices before taking a petite nibble.

Almost instantaneously Louise wrapped her legs together as the rush of cheesy flavor melted her sensations. Zeke watched her cheeks turn pink like her hair and clenched her fists.

"Well, at least you're adapting." Muttered Zeke dipping his grilled cheese into the ketchup and sighing a breath of relief. "Maybe if I get drunk again tonight I'll warp back to your world."

"You were drunk?" Asked Louise who stopped obsessing over her newly found love.

"Yeah, I was pretty drunk the night before I woke up in your world."

"I guess I should've realized that. After all, you made a complete ass of both of us when you omitted in front of the whole class." Louise face palmed herself living through the humiliation of yesterday again.

Before Zeke could respond he felt something pulsing through his body. He felt a faint sweat building on his head. He put his sandwich down on the plate before looking up at Louise. She looked back at him confused at what exactly he was doing.

"What, are you going to vomit again." Scoffed Louise crossing her arms looking down at him.

"No, I-." Zeke stopped himself looking around the room. His senses became super quiet with the only noise reverberating through his ears being the beating of his heart and each breath he took. He sensed his hands push him up to stand in front of the table as Louise looked up. She was saying something to him but he couldn't listen. He gazed around the room at the rest of the crowd enjoying their conversations and brunches as he got out of the booth. It wasn't long before he noticed something unusual; waves. He could be insane but he was rather sure he could see waves in the air almost seemingly emitting from someplace outside of the diner. Zeke quickly pulled his wallet out, removing out a twenty and tossing it on the table and an irked and perplexed Louise who watched Zeke speed out of the diner. Zeke looked around up and down the streets of the area before seeing the waves emit again. Zeke followed them glancing back at Louise who was trying to catch up with him. His walk turned into a jog before shifting a sprint down the street. He kept rushing as fast he could even running into the street praying he wouldn't be hit by a car (again).

Zeke ultimately stopped when he found himself in front of a large park five blocks down from the diner. He began casually walking into the park being led by the waves deeper near a fountain. It was in the midst of a crowd of people and children playing in the fountain that he found the origin of the waves; a dude with a turntable set up and a group of teens dancing amid the crowd.

Showtime dancers.

They were already in the midst of their routine, a group of five not including the DJ each taking turns rocking to the rhythm the DJ was laying down on his equipment. The crowd (tourists) were eating out of their palms, throwing cash into the Home Depot bucket they had in front of themselves while they grooved away.

Zeke felt his body pulsing to the waves emanating from the speakers as if the blood rushing in his veins were bouncing to the music. He watched as the DJ appeared to be cueing up the next track on his MacBook. Zeke shuffled his way through the crowd eventually making it behind the DJ who noticed how close he was.

"Yo, back up please, man." The DJ noted glancing at Zeke before placing his headphones back on his ears.

"Sorry," Zeke muttered out before looking back at the crowd and then back towards the DJ. "Hey, my man,"

"Whatdoyaneed."

"…Can I get a try at that?" Asked Zeke realizing how ridiculous he must have sounded.

"Can you what?" Laughed the DJ letting his headphones rest on his white hoodie before turning back to look down at Zeke.

"Nevermind ma-"

The music stopped.

"Yo, Deron!" Shouted the DJ above everyone as the Showtime Dancers and the crowd looked over in their direction.

"This dude wants to "try at this" Laughed the DJ getting the rest of them to look perplexed.

"What?"

"What does that even mean?"

"Shit."

"Yo, do you even own a beat pad, dude?" Asked the DJ striking Zeke in the arm in a friendly manner.

"I mean yeah." Replied Zeke when he meant to say 'Yeah, my ex gave me one and I used it a couple of times to fuck around with'.

"You know, let's try this out. How that sound to everyone. Let's give it up for the kid." Roared the DJ swinging his arms in the air accompanied by the dancers pumping the crowd up.

Zeke made his move towards the beat pad and Macbook looking around recognizing how ridiculous of a decision it was to even try and ask this dude for a "try at that".

"Hey," said the DJ rubbing Zeke's back as he looked down at the beat pad as if he was about to disarm a bomb. "Just feel the groove, my guy."

Zeke closed his eyes as he could hear the background sounds of the crowd, the feet shuffling, the kids playing in the fountain, and even the white noise fade into silence.

F E E L. T H E. E.

Zeke could hear something in the darkness of his mind; a familiar rhythm and beat that had fascinated him as a kid when he had heard. He could remember the moments he'd danced to it and embraced it even though it was a brief special time. But now more than ever, he wanted to play it himself.

LITE SPOTS- KAYTRANADA

Zeke felt the hair on his back stand up straight as he opened his eyes to see that he had already loaded up a song onto the MacBook; Pontos De Luz by Gal Costa.

Zeke watched as his mind and body dismembered the song, selecting specific cues of the song, choosing the BPM, and so forth on a song he'd only listened a couple of times as a kid. In fact, why the hell was he playing it now? Why did he pick this song even? Matter of fact, how the hell was he even able to understand how to work any of this? Was this the power? Was this what happened the other day? Why the hell was it working only now?

The more Zeke thought about the power, the more he felt it take charge of his body and practically seep into the instrument he was playing and the music he was composing.

He looked up to see the crowd responding more than positively the music he was creating.

"THEY'RE EATING THIS SHIT UP SON!" Squealed the DJ behind him jumping up and down behind him clutching his back.

Zeke thought about telling him to back up but vengeance was a fool's game.

Zeke followed as the dancers let their bodies flow to the rhythm. They moved in such a fluid movement that it didn't even seem humanly possible to make all of these fast and slow changes without fucking up along the way. But there they were, making it look relatively too easy. Their work, their craft, their passion was in full effect as was Zeke's. He could feel himself feasting off their energy and vice versa.

It was this strength that made him operate the way he did protecting himself against those horrifying creatures the other night, but rather than fight for his right to life, he was making people happy.

He was making himself happy.

Zeke looked back up at the crowd of tourists who at first were just passersbys and spectators themselves marching to his music. Even those that had no rhythm discovered themselves enthralled by the music grooving out of the speakers on the floor. It seemed almost like an epidemic that overwhelmed its prey one by one, not that anyone minded.

What gave Zeke the most enthusiasm was the laughter that stuffed up the air as one by one each dancer had their own opportunity to sparkle in the spotlight, not seeking to outperform the dancer before them but rather bring something unique to the table. It made Zeke almost want to jump out there and dance but he's always had weak feet.

And then finally he saw her; Louise.

She finally had caught up with his ass and though he only had known her for more than a day or so now, he knew straight away he was going to get an uncomfortable whooping from her later.

But instead of just being beyond infuriated that he had just bounced on her from the diner and forced her to pursue after him to find him enjoying himself, she seemed to be doing something else. Despite the rage that packed into her little cute cheeks, he noticed her foot beating to the rhythm of the music. Zeke could feel his eyebrows moving almost in slow motion up in pure shock. This may have just been the first time Zeke encountered her having some fun that wasn't at the expense of his pain. He could feel his head nod at her in content which made her tense her fists seeming infuriated that he recognized she was enjoying this.

Zeke could see that he was reaching the end of the song before starting to shift to a pause and gazing up at everyone who were euphoric at what they'd heard.

"Yo, this fucking herb just spun this shit so good!" Laughed the DJ messing Zeke's hair up as Zeke put the headphones down on the crude plastic table the MacBook and beat pad laid on. He acknowledged his appreciation at the dancers and crowd that praised him for what he'd done before attempting to make his way towards Louise who stood there with her eyes closed and her arms crossed tapping her feet.

"Hey, sorry I just had this wei-"

Zeke could feel a foot in his crotch.

"THAT'S FOR RUNNING AWAY FROM YOUR MASTER AND LEAVING HER ALL ALONE IN THIS FILTHY WORLD, YOU DOOOOOOOOGGGGGGG!" Bellowed the tiny little girl watching Zeke ravel in such excruciating discomfort on the pavement below her before walking away.

Zeke could feel everything that just made him feel so good vanish within seconds.

Even though Zeke felt nothing around him put the sheer pain of existing at the moment, he could he hear the sound of footsteps coming up to him.

"Yo, is that your boo?" Said the DJ standing over him taking off his green beanie to pay respects to his fallen brother. "Cause she mad crazy for a white girl, deadass."