I left the bathroom with my clothes on, holding my school uniform on one hand and a towel on the other for my hair, padding any residual water out.
I was wearing my generic clothes...
It simply consisted of a white T-shirt and black boxers.
I wish I had gotten something to wear over the boxers, since she's here.
Because of that, I had to stay cautious of where I'm going. The fact that Monika can jump out from almost anywhere puts me on edge.
Why is she so weird? Hell, why are most girls so weird?
I got my tippy toes and slowly approached my room. I placed an ear next to the door so I can hear what was going on in there.
...
I hear nothing. No movements. Good.
However, I cautiously open the door slowly, as if I was waiting for a surprise.
Each step I took was carefully coordinated, each breath was timed... I needed to stay silent.
I scanned the area, checking every nook and cranny.
I carefully placed my uniform on my bed and ducked under to see if anyone was there.
Hmm... no one's hiding there. Good.
After a good few minutes of checking, I concluded:
Yep. She isn't here. I can relax before the storm...
I lock the door and put my towel away. I get my uniform, so I could put it away. When I opened the closet...
Oh shit!
"Gotcha!" Monika jumps out of the closet and pounces onto me.
"Oof!"
My landing was quick but painless, and I lay on the ground defeated.
Out of all the places I check, I didn't check the closet. Good job, you genius!
Monika was laughing wholeheartedly at my situation. She was a few inches above my chest, each of her legs on my sides, and she was pinning down me down to ground by holding my wrists.
"Thought you can sneak past me, huh?!"
"Urgh... Yeah, I thought I could. How long were you in there?!"
"Ahaha! Long enough! Now you're mine! No one will save you now!"
"Jesus, Monika. You sound like tyrannical villain..."
She smiles devilishly. "Maybe I am."
She lets go of my wrists and sits on my stomach. She kept that smile while keeping her arms crossed.
This is turning me on... This isn't good...
"Hey, that's good and all, but can you get off of me?"
"Haha! You think I'll get off you, without your sentence?"
"Hopefully..."
"Well, you're wrong! Since you got your clothes on, there's one more thing you have to do to please me!"
I lay my head down, looking at the ceiling.
"What are your demands?"
"Hmm..." Monika taps her chin in thought.
I should probably think of a way to get away from her... Shift my weight to switch sides?
"Hrk!" I grunt as I try to shift my weight.
She just giggles in response and lays on top of me with her chin on my chest, preventing any shifts.
Uh oh...
"Hehe! Do you think that'll work?! I had this all planned!"
I smirk.
She had this all planned, huh? I got the perfect counter to that.
"So you planned all this?"
"Mhm!"
"Okay then, in that allotted time you could planned at least a... tenth of the festival plans. But here you are, wasting your time by giving me your... punishment."
She flinched at my attack. She regained composure in a manner of milliseconds, she wasn't shocked, she was pissed.
"Grrr! That may be true, but! I came to your house just so we can discuss it, together!"
"Ha! You still said that it's true!"
"But-"
"Ha!"
"Stop it!"
"Haha!"
Monika slaps me.
"Ow... Yeah, I probably deserve that..."
"Probably?! More like, definitely!"
"Alright, alright... jeez. Can we get this punishment of yours over with?"
"Fine! Kiss me! Right here, right now!"
"Wha-what?! This again?! No!"
"I don't care what you have to say! Pucker up, buttercup!"
"Jesus, Monika." Hey... that might be my new catchphrase. "What's with you wanting to kiss me? We aren't even a couple!"
"Eh?!" She falters visibly for the second time, burning a deep red. "I-I k-know that!"
"Okay well, what's your deal then?"
"I-I!"
I cross my arms while being on the ground.
I arch an eyebrow. "Go ahead, I won't bite."
"I want to kiss you... so I can... be a good kisser!"
"What? Why?"
"You idiot! When I get a boyfriend! I want him to be impressed with my kissing skills! I need to be perfect with that, you know!"
I felt a tinge of jealously in me. My heart was ached from her explanation."That's nice and all but, didn't you say I was to be your first kiss?"
"Ye-yeah, w-why?"
"Shouldn't your first kiss be with someone more, you know... deserving?"
Monika's expressions softens. "You think you aren't deserving, Val?"
"Yeah... I'm just a transferred to that school and moved here recently. And what, we knew each other for a good what? Three days?"
"So?"
"So why don't you, kiss a man that you know better than me?"
"Wha-?"
"Kiss a man that you know better than me. I'm pretty sure you have other male friends you're interested, right?"
I ignored the seething anger I was feeling.
Why am I feeling this? Why am I angry?! I should be happy! She won't be acting weird around me anymore! I can get Tommy out of this, without any more distractions from her. This is what I want... Right?
"I... don't have any male friends..."
"I don't believe you, what about Tommy?"
"He's with Sayori, no matter how much they deny it... and I don't see him like that. And, I mean it..." She looks down at my chest, with a small frown.
"Boys are too scared to talk to me... they think I'm too perfect for them."
"Oh..."
"Every time I try to approach them, just to talk... they just get nervous and say gibberish. But you, Val?" She looks at me with a bittersweet smile.
"You're the most calmest boy I've ever seen..."
She sighs.
"I just want to be with..." Her voice starts to fail, until she took a deep breath. "You know what? Never mind all this." Monika gets off of me and stands up.
Thank God...
I follow suit. "What are you talking about, Monika?"
"I'm sorry for all the punishments I made you do, Val." Her eyes were filled with guilt and regret.
"And you know about our arrangement to that new restaurant at Saturday?"
"Y-yeah? Why?"
"Forget it. You have better things to do than be around me..."
"W-wait! That's-"
"It's okay, Val. Please stop worrying about me..."
"Monika, please!"
"I need to be alone right now... We can talk about the festival at tomorrow's club meeting... with everyone."
I slowly walk up to her, with a passive-aggressive face. Monika slowly gets backed to a wall until her back is on it. I place my arm next to her head to mark the territory. She starts to squirm in a flustered way.
"Listen. To. Me." I say firmly. I now have her rapt attention. I close the distance between us to a mere centimeter, her breathing becoming erratic. Her emerald eyes reflecting my onyx colored ones.
"You're so close, Val..."
I ignored her. "What's gotten into you? Why are you so depressed all of a sudden?"
"I-I-I..."
"I don't know."
I could've sworn I heard this before...
"What do you mean, you don't know?"
She didn't respond.
I let out a deep breath. "Look, Monika." I took my hand and placed it on her cheek, caressing it.
"I'll do whatever it takes to make you smile again. I don't know what happened, but I won't rest until I see that beautiful smile on your face!"
Tears were leaking from her eyes. She had a small smile.
"R-really?" She sniffed.
"Really." I wipe the tears from her cheeks and kissed her forehead. Monika, in response, lets out a small giggle.
I backed off a few inches. "Tell me Mon, what do you want to do?"
"I was thinking of... sleeping over?"
"Sleepover? On a Wednesday?"
"Y-yeah!"
"Sure, but I don't know... will your parents be fine with this? Do you even have any comfortable clothes? Like pajamas?"
"My parents are out of the country, so I can do whatever I want! And yep! I do have a spare pair of clothing, just in case!"
Just in case?
"Well, my parents are really chill. So I'm pretty sure they'll let you stay. Besides, they think that me and you can be a couple... eugh..."
Me and Monika...
Uhh... Why am I not shivering from that?
"I can't imagine myself committing to a relationship, yet... Hehe..." She nervously says.
"Yeah..." I cleared my throat. "Anyways, come with me. Let's tell them our plans." I hold out my hand.
And she takes it.
We make it to the living room. My mom and dad were occupied with reading the news on television.
I let go of Monika's hand, to which I felt something inside me, leave me. I ignored that hollow feeling and went on announce our intentions.
"Mom? Dad? Can we speak to you for a second?"
They close the TV and looked at each other, smiling at one another before focusing their attention to us.
"Is it okay for, Monika to-"
"Be your girlfriend? Of course, Vally!" My mom interrupted.
"What?! No! That's not what I was asking about!"
"It's okay, sport! You had to fall in love, sooner or later!" My dad continued.
"Dad! I thought you wouldn't bring that up anymore!"
"Sorry, I had to bring it up! You two are just adorable together!"
My eyes were about to bulge from my parents' bluntness. In fear, I look back towards Monika. She was covering her face from all the embarrassment my parents were emitting.
"Can I please finish?"
Both of them nodded enthusiastically.
"First of all, me and Monika are just friends! Nothing more. And she wants to sleepover, for today. Is that alright?"
They both look a bit disappointed, I could tell.
My mom looked at Monika. "Ah. Of course, you can sleepover sweetie! You're welcome to come over to our house at anytime!"
My parent's friendliness shocked Monika.
"Really? Thank you Mrs. Jones!"
"One more thing, dearie. Are your parents okay with this? And oh, do you have any other clothes?"
"Yes, Mrs. Jones. My parents are out of the country, so they won't mind and I do have clothes."
"Good! And wow, you must be really responsible to allow your parents to trust you like that! And please! Call me Deborah!"
"Thank you... Deborah."
"Anytime! Now." My mom clears her throat and takes a sinister tone. "You two will be sleeping in two different rooms, is that clear?"
"Yeah." My dad steps in. "We want the doors to be open from both your rooms. We aren't going to tolerate 'mature' behavior. And I want a curfew at 10? No later than that. Understood?"
My head was about to burst from the embarrassment I was taking. "Daad! We aren't a-"
"I don't want to hear it, sport. We are still your parents. And one thing we know is that... teenagers can be quite conniving..." He chuckled.
"Now that's settled!" My mom steps in with her usual cheery tone. "Why don't we have dinner?"
"Ah, Mrs. Jones? May I help you with preparations? Maybe help with dessert?"
"Dearie, please call me Deborah! I'm not that old. Of course you can! But please, you're our guest!"
"I insist, Mrs- err Deborah! Let me help!"
"You don't have to but, if you really want to, then you are more than welcome to help!" My mom motions Monika to the kitchen.
Now there is just me and my dad.
"I'm gonna go-"
"Not so fast, Val."
"Hmm? What's wrong, Pa?"
"Ready up the guest room, your girlfriend's gonna stay there for the night."
Do we even have a guest room?
"Argh! I'm not even going to bother this time..." I begrudgingly go up stairs.
"Thanks, sport!"
I gave exasperated groan in response.
I climb up the stairs checked the house for a guest room.
It was a room right across my room.
Since when was this here? I've never seen that door before!
I open the door and I was greeted with a sterile white room.
There was a closet to my right, a large mirror to my left, a window at the end of the room, and a...
A queen sized bed?! Wait, why am I feeling so... dirty? I've never seen that bed before, and yet... it gives me such... passionate thoughts... This is the weirdest and strongest attack of Deja Vu yet...
Wait, why was I here again? Right, clean up and ready the room...
After around 5 minutes, the room was ready to accept it's purpose. I took one last look at the queen sized bed.
That bed... it just doesn't sit well for me... I'm avoiding that at all costs.
I left the room and closed the door.
I turn to see Monika in front of me.
"Whoa!"
"Eek!"
"You scared me there. Sorry."
"No, no I should be sorry about that! Anyway, I was just looking for you."
"Oh, what for?"
"I was thinking which meat you would like more? Beef or Chicken? Your mom said that you would like either one, but I wasn't so sure about that..."
"So you came up here to ask me that?"
"Yep!"
Talk about overkill.
"Well since you're here, I guess I'll let you decide."
"Val! I came to ask what you want, not what I want! And besides, I'm a vegetarian!"
"Oh... my bad. So neither."
"What?! Why?"
"Well, if you're a vegetarian then I'm not going to have meat for dinner then."
"But Val!"
"No buts! Like I said, I want you smile and I'll do whatever it takes to do that."
"Val, eating something that you don't want to eat doesn't make me happy..."
I place my hand on her shoulder.
"Monika. You're our guest, remember? You have a say on what you want to eat."
She sighs. "You aren't going to change your mind, are you?"
"Nope."
"Fine."
"Alrighty! Why don't we go with tofu? I'm pretty sure we have that."
"Tofu?! I mean... tofu? I'll get to it, then."
"Hey, wait. I'm pretty sure mom can handle tofu. She knows it pretty well, so you don't have to do anything, Mon."
"But I want to help!"
"I don't want to hear it. Just tell her you want tofu and that's all. She'll believe you that I don't want meat."
"Val, if you keep insisting that I don't do anything... then I'll get sad again~"
Curse this vixen and her logic!
"Okay. If you want to help so badly, I won't stop you. But hey, if you feel like you want to relax..."
"Val!"
"Hey, I'm just saying!" I pat her back as gesture of caring.
I walk down the stairs with Monika.
"Hey, Mon..."
"Hmm?"
"I never thought that you'd be a vegan."
We slow our pace to the kitchen.
"Well, I didn't think I would be a vegan a few years back either."
"Oh. So you started a few years ago and you're sticking to it? That's impressive."
"Thanks! But um... I didn't mean to brag about it or anything. I just wanted to cover my bases..."
"Why? Is it because you're disappointed by those vegans that keep saying that they're a vegan and it's their only redeemable quality?"
"How did you know?"
"Well, it was a trend back in the day... so it I'm pretty up to par with this."
"Ah... So Val, are you disappointed that I'm a vegan?"
"I am now."
"What?! Why?!"
"You just said 'I'm a vegan'. So yeah, I lost all respect for you."
"Wha-?! R-really?" She unexpectedly said with a wavering voice. I looked her and she was hurt from my faux criticism.
Can't she take a joke?
"No! Gosh no, I'm not that insensitive! Couldn't you tell I'm joking?" I ruffled her apricot colored hair.
"I-I couldn't! You looked as if you meant it!"
"My bad... I'll try to make it more convincing next time."
"Sheesh, Val. You should be a actor, when you get there..."
"Really? Yuri suggested that I would be a great government agent. Never did I think that I would suggested be a actor."
"Well, Yuri isn't wrong... but it would be interesting to see as you as an actor!"
"Heh, acting... I do like acting, sometimes..."
Our slow pacing eventually gets us into the kitchen. I see my mom humming while cutting and preparing the vegetables. My dad on the other hand was occasionally coming in and out to set up the table, sometimes helping with the menial tasks in the hectic environment, known as the kitchen.
"Ma, I would like tofu instead of meat."
She turned around with an eyebrow raised.
"When did you want to eat tofu?"
"Ever since Monika told me was a vegetarian. I want her feel at home, so I why not?"
"Aw! How adorable! Honey, did you hear that?!"
"Yeah, I did sugar-booger!" My dad hollered from the dining room.
"Maaa!" I yelled in embarrassment.
"Sorry, sorry! I was just a little happy from how cute your intentions are!"
I turn to Monika, to which she was somewhat red from all this.
"I'm sorry about all this..." I whispered.
"It's fine, Val... I actually enjoy all this." She whispered back. She cleared her throat.
"Deborah, would like some help with the tofu?"
"If you want to sweetie! Do you know any recipes for tofu? I heard that there's one-"
I took the chance to bail, the voices grew muffled as I walked out of kitchen and made my way to my room.
Once I made it there, I collapsed on my bed. I was utterly exhausted from today. I just wanted this day to end, so I can get my well deserved rest.
What time is it, anyway?
8:12...
Damn, two hours till curfew.
I should start thinking...
First of all, why is my family here?! They are all... anime-fied or whatever! But I've gotten used to this, it didn't bother me as much as it should... My brother is here, my mom's here, and my dad's here... This isn't supposed to be a simulation a fake reality! This is supposed to be Tom's memory! Day by day, hours by hours, seconds to seconds, I feel that I'm growing more comfortable here... even if I miss the harsh and cruel reality of the real world. But I would be saying goodbye to my friends... my dreams... my life... God. I miss the real world so much, but I can't help but wonder how things will turn out here...
I should probably text James...
I pulled out my phone and searched for James contact.
Where is it...?
I scrolled through the contacts I had and I didn't find James nor Gabe.
Where did they go?!
I pulled up the search bar feature and typed their names in...
'No results found.'
I felt my heart skip a beat...
They weren't there anymore.
No! They're gone! They're all gone! God fucking damn it!
They were the only connections I had with reality... now they're gone!
They're... gone...
How am I supposed to cope now? How will I know how Tommy's doing? How will I know how long I've been here for?!
I put down my phone on my lap. The feeling of despair I was experiencing is crippling my will to stay and help...
I let the cathartic rush flow right past me. I needed to rational about all this.
How could I be rational?! I might as well be stuck here!
I felt completely vulnerable. There was absolutely no help at this point.
I thought all I had to do was find what made this memory repressed. But all I'm doing is digging a rabbit hole and seeing how far it can go... Monika, Yuri, Natsuki... all they do is hinder my progress, I know. I got back from the movies miraculously unscathed, now I have to worry about Natsuki and her shopping spree, tomorrow. Not only that, I have to watch my back around Monika... it's painfully obvious that there's something up when she's around me... but I can't tell what.
What's going on with her?
What's going on with me?
What's going on with us?
Before I can brood on those questions, I hear knocking at the door.
"Come in."
Monika pops her head out from the door.
"Val? I just came up to say dinner's ready."
"Already? I'll be down there in a sec."
"Mhm. Anyway, what were you doing here?"
"Just thinking..."
She walks up to me, I can't help but feel a bit... comfortable.
She drops onto her knees and lays her elbows on my bed, her hands on her chin. She was ready to listen
"What were you thinking?"
She's nosy...
"I was thinking how things are different here..."
"Oh. Didn't you say you were a transfer and you moved here recently?"
"Yep..."
"I can tell you left a lot behind, didn't you?"
"Yeah... I left my old life behind..."
"You miss it a lot, don't you?"
"Everyday, I think about it. Every free and waking moment, I reminisce all the precious memories I had with my friends. I miss it.
"Val... I'm so sorry."
"It's fine."
"Val."
"Yeah?"
"Is there anything you like in this 'new' life of yours?"
Monika wasn't looking at me, rather looking at an random direction, away from me. Her cheeks were tinted pink and she was curling her hair with her fingers.
"What do you mean, Mon?"
"Like... um... do you like the new sights you see? Or do like seeing the new people? How about friends? Maybe... you even, you know...
"Even like them?"
I smiled.
"I do like the new places and buildings around. And it's pretty nice to see a refreshing diversity of people."
"What about the friends you make?"
"Although I have lost my friends to my new life, that doesn't mean I didn't make new ones. Tommy, Sayori, Natsuki, Yuri, are all my friends. And you, Monika."
"M-me?"
"Yup, you are my closest friend." I patted her head.
"I'm... honored to be your closest friend."
I nodded in affirmation.
"Do you know my closest friend, Val?"
I turn towards her. "Who?"
"You are!" She presses my nose.
"Aww. Thanks!"
...
"We should... probably go downstairs..." I suggested.
"Yeah. We should..."
I get off from the bed and Monika stands up. We leave the room.
We go down the stairs to see my parents and brother waiting for us in the dining room.
"Ah! There you two are! What took so long for you two come?" My mom asked.
"Well..." I started. "We were just talking."
Mike gave a snicker on my answer, to which I responded with a glare.
My mom steels her gaze at me. "I see."
Aw crap...
She softens. "Well, sit down you two!"
Phew...
We walk over to our seats. Me and Monika were sitting across from one another. I was sitting next to Mike and Monika was sitting next to mom. My dad was seated on the far end of the table.
Everyone starts to pass around the food.
My brother immediately takes a bite of tofu.
"Mmm! This is amazing, Ma! What is this?"
"Haha, that's tofu, Mikey."
"Really?! Wow!"
"And for the record, I didn't prepare this delightful meal!"
"Who did, Ma?"
"Why, Monika did, of course!"
"Monika did this?! This is amazing! Thanks Monika!"
Monika smiled at the gratitude she was receiving.
"You're welcome, Mikey!"
"Val, dude! You gotta be with her! This is the best!"
I was at a loss of words.
"Mikey, what the heck!"
Everyone laughed off my brother's praise.
"So!" My mom starts. "How's everyone's day? Specifically, you and Vally's?"
"Just an ordinary day..." I lie.
"The school day was dull, to be honest." Monika states. "But, the club meeting was where it was... interesting."
"You're in a club? Is Vally, in it?"
"Mhm! I'm the president of the Literature Club! And of course, Deborah! Isn't that right-!"
Something hits me underneath the table. I let out a quick but unnoticed hiss in pain.
"Vally?"
Monika smiles mockingly at me.
I just glare at her. "Yeah. I'm in Monika's Literature Club, at school."
"Aww... my little boy making friends with females! Looks like someone's growing up!"
My jaw was agape at how blunt my mom was.
"Mom!"
"I'm just teasing, Vally."
I roll my eyes in annoyance and took a bite of the tofu.
My god... my tongue feels as if it's melting in bliss!
"So, Monika... what do you guys do in the Club?" My dad asks.
"Ah, well... we read literature, and share out poems we make to the others members!"
"Other members? How many other members does the Club have?"
"We have four other members, besides Vally here."
I ignored Monika's tease and continued to eat.
"Four others, eh? Tell me about them." My dad continued.
"Well, to start off... we have Sayori, my vice president and the sunshine of the Club! Then, we have Natsuki, a tough but cute girl. After that, we have Yuri-
I get kicked again. I glared at Monika, once more.
"What was that for?!" I said with my eyes.
"She's shy but, the most mature girl out of all of us. Now, Vally... Is there something you would like to say, about what you did with Yuri?"
I sensed she was going to kick me, so I get my legs to intertwine with her attacking one, ceasing the attack.
Everyone was looking at me...
"Um... I went with her to the movies?"
"So you went on a date?" My mom asked.
"No! Gosh, no! Not like that, Ma! We just hanged out, that's all!" I defended.
"I see." My mom sounded a bit relieved, but I couldn't tell why.
"Anyway!" Monika said to defuse the situation. "Our forth member is the only other boy, in our Club. His name is Tommy, and he joined with Vally together."
"More female friends than male friends? Aww, my little boy is all grown up!"
"Yeah, yeah..."
"Oh! Speaking of little Vally, today was the day he got lost at the amusement park!"
I immediately recognized what I my mom was remembering.
"Oooh... Val got lost in an amusement park?" Monika peered towards me with a mischievous mirth.
"Mom! Can we please not talk about that?!" I looked at my mom, begging not to say what happened there.
"Deborah, I would love to know what happened to Val at the amusement park!"
"Well, if you insist, sweetie..." My mom gave in.
"It was a sunny day in August. We all decided to go to new amusement park, that has recently opened in our city..."
I pulled up my phone and tried to look uninterested at the discussion at hand.
There's nothing, interesting on! I guess I'll continue eating...
"And then, we see little Vally, crying in the arms of a butterfly mascot! The man was having a hard time handling little Vally, that he was holding him by the arms and legs, just so he can move without getting hit!"
Everyone at the table exploded in laughter. I just sunk my head down, completely humilated to say anything.
"Ah, Vally. You never gave a man such a hard time... why were you so rowdy around him?"
"He's well..."
I gulp.
"He was a butterfly... And I can't stand butterflies..."
I was scared to death of butterflies... I remember an certain episode of SpongeBob of where Sandy leaves a caterpillar at the hands of SpongeBob and Patrick... when the caterpillar turned to a butterfly, it zoomed into. The buzzing and close up detail of the butterfly has scarred me for life.
"That's was so adorable, Deborah!"
"Ah... Little Vally gave us so many precious memories..."
By then we all have finished dinner, my dad and mom started to collect the dishes. Monika attempted to help.
"Sorry, dearie. This is a job for us, hosts! Please, enjoy yourself in our house!"
"But-!"
"Monika..." My mom said in a stern voice.
Monika sighed.
"Okay, Deborah. I won't help..."
"Thank you sweetie. Now have fun!"
We exit the dining room and we head upstairs. Once we were out of hearing range, from anyone, I decided to ask her the most fundamental question I had at the time.
"Monika, why did you kick me under the table?!"
"No reason... don't worry about it."
"Alright, fine. I won't worry, but if this happens again, I want an answer."
"Uh huh, like I'll give you one..."
I touch the bridges of my nose and checked the time.
8:45.
Another hour and fifteen of Hell left...
AN: Woo! This chapter had an unusual amount of writer's blocks I had to overcome. Thankfully, I made it. When this story is done, I'm going to do a rewrite of this and maybe move to another site that is more stable. Now to respond to reviews. (Top to Bottom)
Remiboi, It's alright for people arrive fashionably late, I guess. Okay, now who knows what causing Val's or Frank's family to come to life in a memory. It's strange how that comes up. And I can't say about your theory about the Monika split... let's just say Monika is a really cunning character. The restart you mentioned is similar to the failsafe that started back at chapter 8, except Monika is somewhat affected by it. I won't say how, as that's what future chapters are for... but you'll find out. Thanks for the wicked review, dude! It's incredible!
Guest, Thanks, Yuri is a pretty bipolar character in my opinion. Trying to see her perspective can be a bit difficult.
Big N, Hey, if you need to push in to save my boy Val, go for it dude. Do what you gotta do.
Quill, Well... Yuri lost it, that's what happened... and Thatcher is pretty underused! He counters so many, but nobody really acknowledges his existence though. He's just... there.
Tatana, Hey! It's been a while since you reviewed! Welcome back! Thanks for the review and understanding my situation.
Guest: AP classes and college classes suck dude. Unfortunately though, the reset has caused a rewind and erase any memory of that event.
Jordan, I love your criticism dude! It put me on a perspective of a reader! Being an author, you definitely have the knowledge of every intention of your characters. To be honest, I couldn't really draw out Yuri's scene with Val. Maybe when I do my rewrite, then I'll be able to fix most of the outstanding issues I have. True, there is some parts that can elaborated but there is some that requires a bit of thinking and prediction. Thanks for the critical review dude!
Oooooooooooooooo, I enjoy these reviews as much as you do, dude. They are memes in their own right.
Guardian, Yep those thots are unhealthy as getting a Bleeder burger from Burger Shot. And you equipping Adidas, to see Val? You do equipping Adidas is more like Adios, right? All jokes aside, I might put you in as a cameo in a future chapter.
TheAncientEvil, Thank you! Don't fall off though!
Alright that's all for now. Thank you all for the reviews!