-Chapter9-

-John Doe's Pov-

Yes, he did feel kind if bad for annoying 1x4, but at the same time he was confused

Confused about why 1x4 said sorry, after all - it was not like them to do so.

As of now, John Toe[intentional] sat on a bench watching as C00lkidd, Pr3typriincess and Bluudude played tag together by one of the large pine trees.

C00lkidd was then tagged by Pr3typriincess, who ran away instantly.

Pr3typriincess: No tag backs!

C00lkidd looked towards where Bluudude was, by somebody else's cabin; with C00lkidd about to tun up to Bluudude when he stopped and looked at John Dough[Intentional].

C00lkidd: Can you pr3ty please play tag with us..?

He asked him politely, however John Doe simply shook his head.

John Doe had not really been in the mood for tag recently, plus he was really feeling old about now.

C00lkidd: Awww! Why not -

Pr3typriincess: Did you forget about the game!?

She yelled from quite a far distance, the opposite direction to where Bluudude was.

C00lkidd: SORRY!

He yelled back, running over to Bluudude, tagging him.

John Doe sighed; he missed not being old.

Wait.

How old even was he?

He thought about it for a few moments.

Maybe about 30, 40 maybe?

All he knew was that he felt old.

However that did not usually mean anything - because even them young people have old people problems[arthritis, cataracts, etc.]

What?

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What?..

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He face palmed - how long did he have to think of this for?

WHY was he thinking of this?

Maybe he needed a nap right about now - to refresh his mind- yeah, he should do that.

He should check on 1x4, they might still be sick - the thought had just came into his mind, and he could not get rid of it.

So he did check on 1x4, who did not answer when he knocked on the door.

Oh well, they might be sleeping.

John Doe shrugged to himself and walked over to his own cabin, opening the door and falling asleep instantly onto his bed - yes he did shut the door.

-1x4's Pov-

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

That was all they could tell themselves right now - because they still laid in their bed, not able to sleep.

Didn't they want to sleep? Was that not the whole point of what happened earlier?

They yawned, covering their blankets over their eyes while closing them, praying to God to get some sleep.

Or else if they get no sleep - they much say or do something super embarrassing, especially for the literal creation of hatred.

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BuilderMan ahh catFrom Nyaight of the living cat