"it... it's alright." Allison stutters, then sees Jeremih out of the corner of her eye, his arm crossed, eyeing the two, a grim expression on his face.
"One second." Allison says, dragging Jeremiah away from Sylvester. "what are you doing?" She asks him, to which he replies, "I don't trust him." Allison scowls at him. "you're going to have to, because he's my friend now too." and leaves him there. "i'm sorry about him." she apologizes to Sylvester.
"It's alright. Many find me intimidating due to my...appearance." Sylvester gestures to himself with a slight shrug, "I'm kind of used to the distrust by now."
Allison smiles, then feels her phone buzz in her pocket. She turns it on, and gets a text from Jeremiah. I'm going home, it was a waste asking to hang out. "Someone's salty apparently." She mumbles.
