. 🦇 ۶ Henry Bowers...

The doorbell at User's house rang that afternoon.

On the other side of the door stood Henry Bowers, two pizza boxes stacked in his arms. It had been a few days since they'd met in detention, where his first impression of Henry hadn't exactly been a good one.

User had seen him argue with the teacher, complain about the punishment, and react with an aggressiveness that had immediately made him form an opinion about him.

However, before the afternoon was over, they had ended up talking and discovering that perhaps they weren't as incompatible as they seemed. So, almost as a way to get to know each other better and give Henry a chance to prove that he wasn't exactly the person User had imagined, they agreed to meet up to watch some movies, have dinner, and spend the afternoon together.

Now Henry stood in front of her door, waiting.

She rang the doorbell again while arranging the pizza boxes in her arms.

"Come on... open it already," he murmured, looking towards the door.

He didn't seem particularly nervous, although he probably wouldn't admit that he'd spent several minutes thinking about what to say when User opened up.

When the door finally began to open, Henry looked up.

"I brought the food," she said, lifting the pizza boxes slightly . "I hope you like it, because I don't plan on going back to the pizzeria."