Player's POV:
As Zizzy and Pony we're hanging out and talking about they're past and what happend they hear fighting, they follow the noise and they found out it was Sweetzz having a mental breakdown since well.. Torcher broke his pocket knife. We all try to calm Sweetzz down with another pocket knife that we got from a Soldier who was asleep.
Torcher's POV:
Who knew Sweetzz could have the worst mental breakdown all over a pocket knife?! Well I should be thankful that Zizzy, Pony and Player calmed him as he already broke a lot of stuff but I can't blame him as the pocket knife probably was something from his family, what am I even thinking? he probably stole it! Yet again.. nobody could have a mental breakdown this far.
At 3:10 AM
Sweetzz POV:
Today is the day training begins, again. I'll just go and make breakfast for everyone right now as they could burn themselves. an hour has passed and I'm finally done making breakfast and it's already 6:57?! Jeez time moves quick, I only started cooking at 4:30. "Oh, I didn't know you could cook Sweetzz" I heard someone and turns out Torcher was there all along, who knew he could be this quick to wake up and be sneaky? "How are you up that early?" He asked me, "I just wanted a head start and don't ask what time I woke up cuz I know you're going to ask." I said as a reply and I guess we we're becoming more friendly than last time.
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Infected Sweetzz
Fanfiction↳ ✎ Description ✎ ╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- ╰┈➤This is another goofy ass fanfiction and yeah I become a bit mature but who tf cares-
