Oh, it's so good!
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Susana, Kevin, Jayden, and Karen suffered through a backbreaking workout of a large number of pull-ups and fighting drills. The new three, still recovering from their time with Bloodhouse, went back to their rooms to sleep. While Karen laid on the sofa, a book she was reading covering her face as she laid comfortably on the brown sofa, sleeping. J-Hope was sitting on the ground below her, playing games on the screen, quietly shouting at his teammates through his microphone. He didn't notice Karen had moved since he was too busy being tilted over his teammate's bad teamwork and plays. Karen shifted again, except this time, she jumped up breathing heavily. Looking around, she remembered where she was and fell back down on the sofa. "What's wrong? Thought you were back at the Underground Prisons?" J-Hope asked, turning his head to look at her. His face softened he was he saw her face was slightly tearing.
"I had a nightmare," she began, "You had turned into a giant spider. Your legs were twelve feet long. You were chasing me, but at last second you were caught by a giant net. It scared me," she finished. J-Hope didn't say anything, his face was blank. "What? What's wrong?" She asked.
"Nothing, I just find it hard to believed I was chasing you," he said, giving her a 'duh' face before turning around and looking back at his game. Karen scoffed, smacking the back of his head. "OW! What? It's true! And why on earth would I ever want to be a spider? Ew!" He cried, freaking out his teammates on the other lines.
"Psh, whatever. What are you playing?" Karen asked, looking at the screen.
"Games, want to try?" He asked, handing her a control.
"Sure. How do I play?" She asked. J-Hope ditched his allies as he explained what each button did.
"Karen, you're fighting next week with a woman named Kendall. She is a very, very tough opponent. That's next week though, so don't worry about it. Want to go out to eat? I was invited to a 'professional party,'" he read, staring at the invitation card in his hand.
"Cool! I want to go!" Karen cried, tiptoeing over his shoulder to read the card.
"Oh, wait...you don't know anything about etiquette do you," J-Hope asked, a bit uneasy about teaching her the entire day about etiquette.
"Nope. What's it about?" Karen asked, happily. The word did sound sophisticated, so it must be cool.
J-Hope took the rest of the day to teach her how to dance and eat properly. "I think you got it down. It's almost time. You should find a dress and put your makeup on. Tell me what color your dress after you decide though," he called after her. She had zoomed into her room to find a dress.
It was about thirty more minutes before they needed to go. Karen walked out of her room with a dark red dress on. J-Hope choked horribly on the air when he saw her, "have you ever put on makeup before?" he asked, a bit terrified.
"Number one, that's rude. And number two, no." Karen replied, extremely unamused and dreadfully unhappy at his reaction.
J-Hope laughed, "Time to introduce YouTube!" He shouted, pulling her into the sofa, and left her with a laptop.
"This man is evil," Karen hissed as he bounced away still chuckling. Outside of their house, a pair of green eyes watched their every move maliciously planning evil in its tiny brain.
As they sat outside on the second floor of the balcony, greeting and talking to coworkers, Karen immensely enjoyed the food as J-Hope was distracted. He turned around to find her staring happily out of the balcony, swinging her legs, chewing, and humming. "When you were in the Underground Battles, did you ever wish you could go to a certain place?" He asked, finally starting on his own untouched dinner.
"Not really, anywhere but out of that place basically seemed like paradise," Karen replied, cleaning her plates. "What about you? Do you have a particular place you want to go?"
"Hawaii. It's really pretty, and I heard the scenery is breathtaking," he replied, scooting his seat in so she could pass him to get dessert.
"Maybe if we get out of the Championship alive, we can go. Do you want any dessert?" She asked as she walked towards the dessert table.
J-Hope waved his hand dismissively, "I barely started my dinner, thank you though," he replied, quickly eating.
A very muscular man sat on the inside of the second floor, his eyes glued to J-Hope, with sadness in his eyes. Or was he just trying to remember something he couldn't recall? He could only remember the pain and his determination to get out of a certain agony. He could only recall being in so much pain, the only way to cope with it was to become one with his misery. However, even he knew it was waining his life and conscience away. He looked back up at J-Hope laughing at some joke with Karen. That smile, the pain J-Hope made him undergo, J-Hope did not deserve to smile. He was going to make sure J-Hope underwent the same pain he felt five years ago.
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