𖹭.ᐟ army
𝘏𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.. | splatoon manga
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The clock's tick-tock's were defeaning, the subtle swing as it went backwards then forwards perched above the desk just out of hand's reach.
1: 37 am
It was 1: 37 am and Army, the leader of Team Orange hadn't come from his room. He originally went in around the early evening yet never came out. It raised a few questions between B-Sailor, W-Sailor and Forge. Yet, despite being close to Army, none of them entered his room.
That was until Honey had enough, they were close to Army and enough time had passed to grow concern.
The bedroom door slowly groaned as someone opened the door, the hallway light pouring into the bedroom of Army's. The room had two lamps on, one on the end table beside the bed and on the desk, where Army was seated at. The room was cozy but also defeaning.
Honey gently shut the door behind them, the door made a soft click as the outside light vanished away. Honey's footsteps were featherlight as they approached Army.
Army..Honey whispered to themselves in concern. Putting a hand on the back of Army's chair revealed him, his arms were crossed on top of the desk as his head supported him. Those usual passionate eyes were asleep with eyebags growing, the face paint under his cheeks were smeared. He looked exhausted, physically and possibly mentally too. Underneath Army's arms were that damn manual again.
You can't keep doing this..Honey breathed.