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“I remember my first time entering the vast metaverse of Robloxia itself. Gosh, all that spinning… it made my head hurt.”
“But that’s my life now… flying through all those games. A brief headache is nothing compared to the onslaught of what’s to come.”
Auntie Qing and Auntie Yanli give RSA and NRC a talk:
TW: basically being reprimanded and how to actually not fight and there will be how to get girl questions lol!
Wen Qing: no. No, absolutely not.
Rielle: but-!
Wen Qing: no.
Azul: *smirking but got a needle thrown next to his cheeks* Auntie Qing!!
Wen Qing: no.
Azul: *pouts*
Jiang Yanli: *giggle and pat Azul head* there there, Azul’er.
Leona: so we can’t fight each other?
Wen Qing: no.
RSA Nala: why? *scowls at Leona who growls back*
Wen Qing: believe me. It’s complete nonsense considering the length you all gone to.
Jiang Yanli: what we’re trying to say, is to tone it down. *smiling but with scary aura*
RSA Esmeralda: but those NRC are our school sworn enemy!
Wen Qing: it’s like dealing with immature wens and Jin’s at the same time.
Jiang Yanli: now now Wen Qing-guniang, it can’t be that bad.
Wen Qing: *sigh* then try to be civil at least. By not suing those preppy, haughty, arrogant, white lotus attitude at each other. And please, quit with the horrendous pick-up lines we hear when girls are at the tournament.
RSA Cinderella: is it that bad?
Wen Qing: yes, and it makes me wish to qi-deviate so much.
Jiang Yanli: all in all, be civil to each other and don’t make a girl fall for you if your not serious. Believe, I know. ^^
RSA and NRC: Yes ma’am…
Yuu: the fact this happen cause of the destruction of our dorm…
I tried…still feels shabby but who cares?!
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Seb, I’ve noticed that you’ve been getting hurt a fair bit lately. I know a couple people from Scotland Yard. Should I call them to swing by your place for a “talk?”
Tch, I’m fine. He only used /one/ handcuff, the little brat. So I can still type on my mobile. Or jerk off should I wanted to. Well, if my shoulder wasn’t hurting like fuck that is. And the Yard? So they drag me to the Ice Man for a round of 24 questions? Are you mad?
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“…”
It’s been days and nights full of just staring at a screen, waiting for anything. It felt like watching paint dry at this point.
They were in a constant battle against their drowsiness. Sleep was calling to them, but they couldn’t close their eyes. What if they missed an alert?
A yawn escaped their throat as they propped their head against their palm. There has been nothing for the past few days, why was SMILE so quiet?! It frustrated them.
“Come on… just show up…”
“Dammit, my sleep schedule is destroyed. I haven’t gotten a wink of rest… consequences for staying up for days and nights waiting for the tiniest bit of influence to appear.”
“You really can’t lie down when the weight of the world is on your shoulders, huh…”
“I’m not sure what SMILE is planning… but it’s definitely nothing good.”
“What I witnessed of his influence within that hangout game- His full strength will be so much worse. Maybe even game breaking.”
it actually feels like i can breathe a bit easier.
