His home, like most other homes, consists of a living room, office, bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen. The walls are mainly green, and a rather odd feature is his frequent references to the war in his house even though he is trying to manage his PTSD. He has several pictures, mostly of the war and the various members of his family. Y/N took notice of the photos that featured him as the youngest member of the family. His name is written elegantly beneath each photo in neat letters. One particular photo shows him as a baby laying on his side and clutching his stuffed turtle, also wearing a yellow shirt with green shorts and matching sneakers. The last photograph was candid, showing him as an adult with a very young, light brown bear cub wearing a little beanie with a propeller on the top.
"Who's that little guy?" Y/N asked in curiosity while pointing towards the photo and taking a step closer to him, wanting to know more about him. "That's a kid I used to babysit for Pops; his name is Cub," Flippy said softly, staring at the photo. Y/N tilted her head slightly as she looked at Cub curiously. "Cub?" She repeated it confusedly. Flippy nodded his head and leaned against one of the pillars that lined his entranceway, crossing his arms over his chest. "Yea, Cub was a cute little guy but wild to take care of" He stated. "You're joking, right? "How come his name is Cub if he's a baby bear cub?" Y/N is questioned in disbelief. "Because Pops didn't have many names for him and his wife died by that time so he had to take care of the little one alone" Y/N stared at Flippy, shocked. "How sad!" she spoke as she stared at the toddler's picture. "Yeah... I wish I knew what happened to them," Flippy added sadly. He sighed again before changing the subject, "Are you hungry?" Y/N looked over and nodded "Yes, thank you." She said before that she sat on one of the couches that were placed in the living area after Flippy led her back to it. "Sure," he said and walked over to the kitchen. He turned on the water boiler and poured two cups of warm herbal tea, then made the sandwiches, which consisted of bread, cheese, peanut butter, and honey, which he placed on a plate along with two slices of cake.
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Love in A Warzone
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