-"Morning Hayden. How are you feeling today?", Mala asked.
-"Good.", he said flatly.
-"Wow, I thought you had known that lying isn’t a thing here.", Mala sighed.
-"Sorry sorry. Yeah yeah, I’m good thanks. It’s just... Astrid didn’t show up yesterday and I’m a bit... confused... mostly sad about it.", Hiccup rubbed his face.
-"Oh. Maybe she couldn’t come, she was busy.", Mala suggested.
-"I don’t know, she would have send a text but apparently she didn’t."
-"It’s weird. But maybe she will tell you the next time she will come.", Mala comforted.
-"Yeah. Yeah probably.", Hiccup’s hope came back.
-"Alright. Now, do you feel like talking about your last breakdown?", Mala asked softly.
Hiccup took a deep breath.
The days passed and two weeks went by. Hiccup started to feel better about himself but was still cold and doubtful. Also a new feeling had take over him.
Astrid didn’t show up once since two weeks and didn’t even let a message to explain the reasons. He felt offended and he didn’t why but also used. His scares of Astrid meeting someone else confirmed in his head. But it was done. He didn’t want to let that bring him down again. He decided to move on and keep going on getting better. Even if unconsciously, he still wait for her every three days.
Mala noticed. She noticed how Hiccup was becoming more confident but more cold and annoyed. He was doing such a good job. She couldn’t let something bad happening to him again. So she decided to take facts into her own hands.
Hiccup was at the window, watching the life going on in the streets. He was at the third level so his view was pretty high. And that was okay for him. His window had bars but he still could open and feel the chill breeze. Spring was coming and it felt good. Not that he was a fan of hot weather and the idea of summer coming was not such a joy for him. But it still felt good to have a little wind blowing his face.
His thoughts got interrupted by a loud knock. He didn’t bothered turning around.
-"Come in.", he said.
-"Hey Hayden.", it was Mala.
-"Hey.", he kept looking at the streets.