The 6th Day
Man, just what the hell happened yesterday? It all feels like one huge blur. Something about being in school... I think we got attacked?
No way I'd want to do that again. Whatever that was. I'm not even gonna bother asking why there's a piece of paper under my pillow with a half-assed essay written on it. Or why it's in my writing, even.
This is just like my first week in the Game...
Forget it. I don't even care anymore. At least all of my pins are back...
No way I'd want to do that again. Whatever that was. I'm not even gonna bother asking why there's a piece of paper under my pillow with a half-assed essay written on it. Or why it's in my writing, even.
This is just like my first week in the Game...
Forget it. I don't even care anymore. At least all of my pins are back...