It was silent for a long while as you sit on the porch of your grandmas house. She quietly hums as she continues to knit a big blanket. She organized a bit arts and crafts club but no one has shown for an hour.

“Mama… I told you no one would show-“ “Don’t be so negative, baby. People are shy. They’ll come out of their shell soon.” She talks with great enthusiasm as she smiles at you. It was practically another hour till a car parked in the driveway. You almost didn’t look up until a group of what looked like delinquent assholes walk up. Your grandma smiles as you get slight worried.

“Are you here for the club?” She says happily. Slowly standing up.

“Yeah.” The main guy who stands in front of the group replies with a smile. Despite his gruff voice and appearance they don’t act mean… so far…