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Remi Lincoln (Rank Division 10) "You rolled?" Zack asks as I struggle to get up on my feet. Both wanted to help me but hesitated and just decided to overall not do anything.
"Yes. I..did. I could h-hear you but I couldn't say anything." I was immensely out of breath and I didn't know why. It's not like I could've done something.
"You heard everything?" Leonard asks.
"Yes. Especially your snarky comments Zack." I look at him. "But seriously..hands Leonard. Hands."
"I-..come on. Your like 200 fucking degrees." He puts his hands in his pockets.
"I'm not that hot, am I?" I touch my forehead, not expecting the amount of sweat I ended up having.
"You are." Leonard says with a smirk. It was weird the way that he said it. It caught both me and Zack's attention.
"Dude.." Zack says uncomfortably.
"What?" It takes him a second to realize. "Wait no. No, I meant like y-your sweaty. Your like really hot but not like..hot hot but hot. Burning hot not like..that..h-hot hot. I'm not saying you aren't hot attractiveness wise but like your smoking hot..wait..okay I meant just.." I raise a brow. "I mean that your like hot temperature wise and y'know, you aren't like pretty. I mean you are, you're really..a lot of that but like I said I meant t-"
"Temperature wise?" I finish for him. I slip my hands into my back pockets. "Is that what you meant?"
"I..yeah. Pretty much." He rubs the back of his neck.
"So smooth..just so unbelievably smooth." Zack says with a grin.
"Is it cold in here? I'm freezing." I cross my arms. It was chills all over the place.
"No? And what are you talking about? Your still literally steaming."
I look at my arm to see smoke coming out. As a reaction, I tap my arm like crazy. It looked like I was on fire. I managed to notice that my cuts were gone.
"Huh.." I tell myself quietly, tapping one last time.
"I uh..don't think we should go to the clinic. With the hotnes- temperature that your at, you should be dead. They'll just..probably test on you or what not." Leonard sits on the staircase closest to us. We were in the halls.
"Instead of going back, we could go to..what's his name..YOLVE. He's got to have answers for us..right?" Zack asks.
"I..don't...think we should." Leonard replies. "That place doesn't seem safe."
"It's these damn rings," I trying taking it off, but it doesn't budge off my finger. "And it's stuck."
The guys try to take theirs off as well, but they don't come off either.
