Literally only 8 in the morning, Boombox was already up and ready to leave the house, hoping for a brighter day. He leaves the house, his cheerful demeanor in full. As he makes his way to the battle field, he set his boombox down. He wanted an easy day, not wanting to phight that day.
"Boombox?"
Boombox lets out a yelp of surprise.
Ah, it was only Medkit.
"Yep..?"
"Are you...alright?"
Boombox eyes flickered with slight panic.
"Y-yeah, why?"
"You just seem a little.." Medkit pauses to find the right word. "..depressed recently."
Boombox lets out a sigh. He couldn't let the others know what he was struggling with.
"Everything's fine, don't worry 'bout it." He gave a weak smile at Medkit.
Medkit didn't seem convinced, he just folded his arms. "Alllright." His tone didn't sound convinced either. Medkit walks away, leaving Boombox alone.
Boombox spots his small friend group in the distance, laughing and hanging out. His heart shattered slightly. He wanted to be with them, but after their fight? He couldn't dream of it. He hugs his knees, cranking the music on his headphones louder.
y'all the orthopedic person says my hand has problems.💀
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RandomBook cover by: @Anidiotonline im trying to bully my friend cause she absolutely loves BoomBox sooooo time for him to suffer🫶😊 Boombox basically being bullied and manipulative, a total contrast to his cheery demeanour. TW: ANGST, SLIGHT BLOOD, LIGH...
