[h1]Azorel[/h1]

I paused for a moment awkwardly. It was nice to meet me? That was something I didn't really hear very often at all. The only time I could really ever remember anyone saying that was when I was younger, or if my parents brought over some coworkers for a party or something like that. "Th...thanks. It's nice to meet you as well." I replied, with a nervous smile on my face. This Nathaniel person seemed pretty friendly, and well, that was kind of nice. But regardless, an adventure huh? This would definitely be new. I mean, this feels all so surreal. Maybe I'm in some type of coma or something? No, nonsense that can't possibly be right. I shouldn't think like that. I was brought here for a reason, but what exactly was it?

Just then the girl I noticed from before with paint on her clothes approached us.  "Hello. Who are you?" She asked.

How do I respond to that? I mean, well, I guess I'm just an average-, "Ahh, please excuse me. I am Nathaniel." Before I could say anything Nathaniel answered her question, while I just stood still. I felt out of place in social situations, and this was no different. I backed up a little and instead just watched them talk to each other, keeping to myself. There wasn't much use in trying to insert myself into their conversation, and besides that might come off as a little rude or something.

However as the conversation between them progressed, a beautiful looking woman appeared. How did I not notice her from before? Surely she wasn't here a moment ago, and yet here she now stood before me and Nathaniel. Listening to the woman though, she sounded quite full of herself, which really wasn't all that attractive. However what really struck a nerve was when I heard her mutter the phrase "girly boy". My head sunk at her comment as I slowly backed away towards my slime friend. This woman whoever she was, reminded me so much of my life, the life I used to have. All those days in school where I was teased, and considered a joke. I didn't want to hear anymore of this. So why, even after reaching this new world. Why do others still make fun of me? Whatever, I don't need them, or at least that Elizabeth girl anyways.

Seeing me approach my slime oozed forward towards me, and paused for a moment, as if hesitating about something. [color=ForestGreen][b]"Is something wrong? You seem to have become saddened by something."[/b][/color]

"It's nothing." I replied. "Nothing at all."

[color=ForestGreen][b]"If you say so..."[/b][/color]