𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖐𝖊𝖞 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕽𝖊𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓, 𝕻𝖍𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖝

𝕱𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓

"Harder." I say.

She presses on me.

"Are you alright?" She gets up.

"Not really." I say.

"I noticed your hand." She says.

"It's fine." I say.

She pours two glasses of liquor.

"I heard there were monsters and a monk here." She looks at me.

I sit up. 

"My Master has come to look for me." I say.

"Oh? Is that not good?" She asks.

I look at her bluntly.

"Ohhh right." She says. 

She sits down beside me. I grab the cup and chug. She tussles with my hair.

"You know you never did tell me how you got these scars." She moves her other hand around my arm.

"It's nothing." I say.

"They're all over you." She points out.

"Bad fight." I say.

She moves her hand up my back. I grip my head. This is so stressful. My master, my brothers, Fruitie. I'm ashamed that they saw me in this body. I used to be so much more powerful but now. I hear the door knock. Oh no. Here we go.

I slowly put on my shirt. Sugar Sap pulls back the curtain.

"Well, if it isn't Monk Tansang." She says.

"Wukong, I know you're in there." He calls in.

I come out and I brush past him.

"What do you want?" I ask.

Fruitie jumps of my shoulder.

"I just want to talk." He says.

I let out a breath.

"I'll talk over some food." I turn.