Then he looked at me and asked me my name. I told him to call me Kobolos. It was either that or Joe John Sebastian. Kobalos was the shortest, albeit odd name. He told me to call him Nate. He also called me pretty damn persistent. I said I'm just bored.
He told me he was sorry for rambling and for being rude. He said he hasn't been getting much sleep lately, so his mind has been foggy and such.
He then asked me if I wanted a drink. I declined. What if he poisoned it? Then I'll be dead, or worse. 'Sides, I don't feel comfortable taking stuff from strangers. Even if they mean well.
We talked some more. Mostly how the summer has been. He said his summer has been relatively uneventful. As, has mine. Well, I'll be going to school in a couple of weeks, so that might ease the boredom. I can't wait to see my friends.
Nate then told me that he has to make dinner, so he went back inside his house.
I'm going to visit him hopefully tomorrow. He seems nice.
I know to keep my distance, so I won't be entering his house.