late nights (dylan )

  Dylan was so fucking happy the lights went on if you walked through the hallways of the school. He was scared as fuck for the dark, even more than the other things he would be afraid of. He was pretty calm this night and he had a good feeling about it. Until he heard a loud noise, followed by someone exclaiming: 'Argh Schieße!'
  Dylan jumped like a metre in the air, turned around and without noticing shapeshifted into someone else... He could feel the hairs in his neck standing tall as he walked to were the sound came from.
  This isn't a good idea, what the fuck are you doing, please, oh my god you're so stupid why are you doing this, seriously get away-
  Then he saw Hannes Müller laying on the ground, face down. 'Oh my God,' Dylan mumbled as he basically ran over there. 'Hannes?' he asked, his voice all panicky and stuff.

  Hannes laughed and rolled over, following by a scream before breaking out in laughter. 'Ah fuck man... Why you out of all the staff members it had to be you,' he said a smile on his face. 'Well... I'm fucked now how many years detention?' he laughed.
  Dylan frowned. He wasn't known as the teacher that gave much detention, right? 'Hannes, are you drunk?' he asked. It was a stupid question though, it was obvious.

  Hannes sat up and looked at him. 'Awww do we really have to do this? You ask me if I was drinking, I say no but we both know that's not true,' he said with a smile on his face.
  Dylan still frowned. 'Well, okay... How are you feeling? Did you hurt yourself?' he asked, worried for the boi.

  Hannes blinked before narrowing his eyes. 'What... Was... What kind of reverse psychiatry is this?' he asked. 'Since... Since when do you care?' he said leaning against the wall, a weak smile on his face.
  Dylan crouched before Hannes, a confusing look on his face. 'I've always cared, Hannes, I thought you knew that... You can always come to me if you need help, or anything, really, I'm happy to help,' Dylan replied.

  'Ooooooooooh,' he laughed. 'I see what you're doing you're being all kind and stuff so when you give detention it hurts more ahhh now I get it, giving false hope... A new strategy nice,' he said, tears of laughter in his eyes.
  Dylan was like fucking confused right now. 'Hannes?' he asked. 'You aren't feeling well, c'mon,' he said as he stood up again, stretched out his hand for Hannes. 'Let's get you some water hm?'

  'Oh my God am I dead?' Hannes asked. 'Boiii that's the only explaination... Oh mein Gott... But...' he yawned. 'Where's the fire? Burning for all eternity!' he said with hand movements. 'Suffering till all your sin is burned awayyy.'
  Dylan was seriously worried for the boy now. 'Hannes, take my hand,' he ordered the student.

  Hannes laughed. 'Why?' he asked with a huge ass smile on his face. 'Last time that happened I ended up in the hospital remember ahw good old times,' he laughed. 'Oh wait no a couple of weeks ago... All because of that stupid cat. Oh mein Gott I hate cats.'
  Dylan was afraid it was some weird kind of fever or something because Hannes was acting fucking weird. So instead of saying another thing, Dylan grabbed his hand and pulled him up, letting him lean against him. 'Let's go to the teachers lounge where you can rest and have some water, okay? And please stop laughing so loud, you'll wake the others,' Dylan said as he started to walk. 'Oh and please don't tell Friedrich,' he added after that.