-Chapter3-

-John Doe's Pov-

Stopping the argument had been easy, but what wasn't easy was trying to get them both to apologize to each other.

It had been about 3 or so rounds after Noli ragebaited 1x4, so not very much time had passed.

1x4 was still in their cabin from what John Doe knew, and Noli was bragging about how he did it to Azure.

Well... He did what he could do...

John Doe now sat outside his cabin, practicing his guitar skills, with on hand.

He... Was not the best at it - but he think he did good enough.

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Now that he was thinking of it, 1x4 sneezing was not normal for them, with 1x4 being the creation of hatred and all - they almost never got sick, and it started to worry John Doe.

No - this is 1x4 he was thinking about, they will be fine, if they are actually sick or not.

However, as much as he wanted to believe that 1x4 was going to be okay, a part of him couldn't help but worry.

So, he sat his guitar down carefully on the ground and started to walk, slowly - to 1x4's cabin.

John Doe knocked on the door quietly.

John Doe: 1x..? Are you okay?..

1x4 opened the door, definitely looking sick, they then sneezed.

They were definitely a little sick.

Despite being in Forsaken, getting sick was still very possible, however it was less likely.

The only reason why you could get sick here was because somebody was sick when they got Forsakened.

1x4: What.

John Doe: Are you... Sick?

1x4: No -

They sneezed.

1x4: No. I'm not. Why?

John Doe: Just... Checking on you...

They were kind of cute when they sneezed - he had to admit that, but it was also a funny concept of the creation of hatred being sick.

They both stared at each other for a few moments.

This was getting more awkward by the second. He needed to say something.

John Doe: I'll be going... Tell me if you need anything.

1x4: Right...

They shut the door on John Doe's face, but he was unfazed by it - he was used to it at this point.