Last Human (Splatoon)

Drafted Out

Squink went near Jackle as he went to stand up as to say or do something.

"Hey Squink, is there anything we can possibly do?" Jackle said

"I don't really know Jackle." She replied

I am going to switch to Jackle's POV for the rest of the book, I am not great as a used to be with third person

"I think we can't really do anything that is outside this house, since news reporters and such will stalk us like prey." I said

Squink sighs

"I just hope that this will all go away soon, like what is so interesting about humans that you have to annoy them to no end? Just treat them like normal inkling and octolings!" She said

"I do too." I replied

I went to my room to lay down for abit, Squink goes to her friends house. I went to sleep and woke up in a container like thing with a octoling that looks like to have over grown tenticles and looks a little bit more mature holding a ink spreader of some sorts.

Oof unexpected cliff hanger