Sodapop Curtis Personality Novels & Stories

"Hmm..." "Ohh, is it a 'need not to know' thing? It's okay." Kitty quickly added, seeing Erebus's hesitation. "Not like that. I just don't want to worry you too much with no facts confirmed." Erebus sighed slightly with his hand on her head, "Tell me about Curtis?" "Well, he is nice. Good at bartending. Has been to a lot of places obviously. What's up?" Kitty shrugged. "Nothing, just curious." Erebus mimicked her shrugged and Kitty burst into laughter...

Curtis chuckled, his laughter low and warm, filling the empty spaces in the room. “I can’t say I’m surprised. I’ve seen you work magic with nothing more than salt and pepper.” I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help the blush that crept up my cheeks. “Dalt and pepper is taking the praise too far, and I don’t know if it’s magic, but it helps. Keeps me focused.” For a moment, we stood in comfortable silence, the only sound being the gentle simmer of the oats and the clinking of my spoon against the pot. Curtis leaned on the counter, his gaze softening as he watched me.

Curtis suddenly felt a hint of unease when he heard me asking him like that. However, I didn't give him the time to think of an answer. I handed it straight to him instead. "That was because I gravely injured my leg while saving someone ten years ago. And since then, I've never been able to run as quickly as I used to. However, that same person called me a leech. Don't you think that's funny?" "That's impossible!" Curtis looked like he had just been struck by lightning. His fingers wouldn't stop trembling either. "That person couldn't possibly be you!"

Perhaps it was because he and Dalton hadn't seen each other for a long time, in addition to the fact that they really had a close relationship—whatever the case, Curtis hadn't turned around and left just yet, which he probably would have in any other situation. "Hardly," he said with a snort. "We're much more than just acquaintances! How could I forget him with a personality as hard to come by as his?" He didn't expect Dalton to smile and say, "That's right. Mr. Zeller really has a good personality. He helped us so much yet hasn't asked for anything in return. He apparently helped us simply for the sake of friendship."