Sup! This is my first fanfiction. Please review, tell me to tweak things, fix spelling, whatever. Thanks!
I hate wearing this mask. It's hard to breathe. I am LOVING it here, all of the bright and happy colors, but don't get me wrong. This mask sucks.
I'm glad I can switch out of the happy-world to see the real world. It would've been a hell-of-a culture shock.
I don't remember much before the mask was put on me, but I do remember how I got these scars, and I don't want to share. but, with all of the minor festivities, the snow, and the hats, I take that Christmas is rounding the corner.
I hate Christmas.
Every day, Scout is ratting on about how many days until Christmas. It's kinda cute. He wants a shiny new weapon like Soldier and I have. Medic wants some too. But anyway...
I am excited because I get to celebrate the new year shortly thereafter. I always allow myself to drink some champagne and relax with my mask off. Only Medic has seen what I look like, and I plan to keep it that way. I am happy because I might be getting some new weapons! One can only dream.
So, tomorrow shall be the test day. Everyone's test day is different. Medic has his special way of doing it to himself, with his little boyfriend. So that leaves the seven of us throughout the week. We start from the list of Mercs, minus Heavy and Medic. So, Sunday is Scout's Day, Monday is Solly's, Tuesday is mine, Wednesday, Demo, etc. I'm excited because Scout usually makes a big fuss about it. It's hilarious. Anyway, I'll keep you posted throughout the week. See ya!
