Chapter Twenty-Seven

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You woke up and stared at the ceiling, not wanting to move. Peering at the clock, it was 6:30 AM. Why did I wake up so early? You groaned, trying to go back to the dreams you were already forgetting. It didn't work.

You begrudgingly opened your eyes and pulled the covers off. Walking to your closet, you stood there with your head on the door for a minute until opening it up with your outfit. I wonder if it wasn't for the training, we could dress more casually. You walked with it into the bathroom and got dressed. You brushed your teeth, combed your hair, and stared at yourself in the mirror.

You walked back out for the other components of your clothes. This necklace-pouch thing is actually really heavy with everything in it. It's hurting my neck. Regardless, you put it on. You slipped on your shoulder and knee pads. These are helpful, but they irritate my skin. You left the weapons in their place under your bed. It wasn't worth it to get them now. You stared at yourself in the mirror, looking at yourself up and down repeatedly. Is this what I look like to everyone? Wow, that's both weird and... I don't know. Before you left, you grabbed your phone.

You opened up the door to the hallway and closed it behind you. You walked directly to the couch in the living room. Despite the amount of time you spent just standing there, it was still a bit dark outside and everyone was supposedly in their rooms. You looked around for anyone before doing a face-flop into the cushions. You laid there for who knows how long, only sitting up when you saw light. You leaned back and stared at the ceiling. I'm really tired. Why am I so tired?

"Oh, you're avake," you heard Medic comment as he walked in. He was dressed more casually without his lab coat. Maybe I should dress casually. Hm....

"Yes that seems to be the situation," you said in a somewhat of a monotone voice.

"Hmph, vhatever." He walked into the kitchen, and you gave a thumbs up.

He started rummaging around in there as you closed your eyes. You sat in silence while you heard him start the food, relaxing to the sound of the breakfast cooking. Eventually Scout walked in and sat down, Soldier following him.

"Heya Strats!" He said.

"Hey Scout," you responded, holding in a yawn.

"Tired?" Scout laughed.

"Yeah. I don't even know why. I didn't stay up last night."

"Wow. That sucks."

"Yep." You sat in silence while Soldier stood by the wall. Eventually the others slowly trickled into the living room. They had conversations with each other while you sat in silence. You stared up at the ceiling.

"You okay?" Engie asked you. Right... I have a feeling they'll ask me that a lot.

"Yeah, just tired." You saw him nod in the corner of your eye. Eventually, sounds from the kitchen died out, and Medic walked out while wiping his hands with a towel.

"Breakfast is ready," he announced and spun on his heel without waiting for a response. As a group, you all walked into the kitchen and shuffled around until you had your food and sat down. This morning you all had waffles. In the middle of the table there were blueberries and syrup bottles for everyone to share.

"Thank you for cooking, Medic," you thanked him, picking up the knife and fork.

"You're velcome," he responded as you cut into your waffle. You all ate as your teammates conversed amongst themselves like you weren't there. It didn't necessarily bother you, you think. After all, you were just eating. I wonder whose training me today. They're all talking so I'll ask later.

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