Page 60 of Our Final Game

“So, should we get going?” Leon says, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“Oh, yeah. But wait, the town’s leader…”

“You found him!?” Rohan’s head whips toward me.

“Yeah, he was in the cells with me. The monster must have captured him, and that’s why we couldn’t find him.”

“Hmm, that’s so weird.” Rohan shakes his head, his curls bouncing against his cheek.

He’s too cute.

“What?”

“Nothing, let’s uh, go get him and head back to the inn. I’m tired.”

“Yeah, I’m sure you are. With getting your ass kicked and all,” Rohan snickers, walking by me.

“Catch no breaks with this one.”

“Ah, true love,” Leon laughs.

“Love?” I say, my brows pinched, “I wouldn’t call it that.”

“Whatever you say, kid.”

* * *

“Thank you again for saving me!” The town’s leader says, bowing his head to us, “I don’t even remember how I got there, but if not for you brave warriors…” He grabs Rohan’s hand, holding it firmly for a while before I pull Rohan back towards my chest.

“Yeah, no problem,” I grunt, eyeing him.

Rohan looks up at me and rolls his eyes. “You’re welcome. So, this key to the clock tower?” he asks, getting to the point as usual.

“Oh yes! The key! I’ll get it for you!” He goes behind his desk and retrieves it. It’s heavy in my hands, and I tuck it away into our items pouch.

“There’s some tough monsters in there, but I’m sure you boys will be fine. Be careful though.”

“We will.” Rohan nods with a smile.

I give the town’s leader a final nod and turn to leave. Before we can get to the exit, his voice stops us. “Oh! And you boys should come to the harvest fest! We’ll make it special just for you. A big thank you for saving me,” he says, his smile wide across his face.

“Okay, yeah, sounds fun!” Rohan’s eyes light up.

I guess he likes this sort of thing?

The game sometimes hosts these special events, like harvest fest, increased experience points in certain maps or during a specific period of time, special drops. Just to keep the players engaged in their day-to-day gameplay. Rohan is wearing the brightest smile as we head for the courtyard.

I grab his arm to stop him. “Do you wanna go?”

We haven’t talked much since getting back into town; by the time we made it out of the castle with the leader, it was early morning already. There’s still something on the tip of my tongue my brain is too tired to place yet.

“To…”

“The harvest fest,” I say.

“Oh, um, yeah, you don’t have to come with me if you’re tired.” He’s blushing again. Does he want me to go with him? Then again, this is Rohan.

His eyes tell me what he really wants.