Black Light

They were sitting in front of each other, neither of which knew what to say. Allen and Jeremy let the time passes by, only hearing the sound of the clock on the wall.

Tik. Tok. Tik. Tok.

"Why didn't you tell me that hou were laid off?" Allen finally asked, breaking the deafening silence. "You acted like you were okay, that nothing happened."

"That's because nothing did happen," Jeremy chuckled. "You're overthinking this."

"Jeremy, you lost your job," Allen spoke softly. "Even Gwen lost hers. What will you do now?"

"Form a group," Jeremy said. "You told me earlier that you work alone, but no one works alone. I could be your assistant or something. You don't need to pay me too. I receive a hefty amount of money from my father, so I don't worry about cash."

"W-What do you mean?" Allen asked. "You want to be my assistant?"

"Yes," Jeremy smiled. "I could run errands for you. Errands that would be too suspicious if a normal Hunter would do."