"Oi, oi, oi! Hey! Come on man, wait up!" A voice yelled out, rapidly getting closer to you. "Hold on, damn!"

A hand quickly shot out to grab onto your clothes, pulling you back and forcing you to glare at him. Emalf was panting, leaning on his knees, and dripping with sweat after having to chase you. You didn't really want to deal with him today, but he was so clingy, that you didn't have any choice..

"God.. What's your problem? How come you can't wait for me!?" Emalf complained.