It was a quiet afternoon at the Roblox Army Academy. The war against the Bacon Soldiers had calmed, but tensions were always high. Matt, a disciplined and battle-hardened soldier, had just returned from training new recruits. His days were filled with drills, tactics, and keeping his mind off everything he had lost — especially Guest 1337.

He didn’t expect anything to change that day.

Then Molly arrived.

She was the new medic assigned to the academy’s field hospital — sharp, compassionate, and not one to be intimidated by hardened soldiers. When Matt first saw her, she was treating a trainee with a sprained ankle. Calm, focused, and utterly unfazed by the chaos around her.

Matt: “Another broken rookie?” Matt asked, half-joking as he passed by.

Molly: “Another tough guy who didn’t stretch,” Molly replied without even looking up.

Matt smirked. She had a spark — something rare these days.

They kept running into each other. In the mess hall. On training grounds. One evening, they were both stuck on late duty — he was overseeing night drills, and she was restocking medical supplies. They shared a thermos of terrible coffee and ended up talking for hours. About the war. About the Guests. About how tired they both were of losing people.

Molly didn’t treat Matt like a hero. She challenged him, asked questions, made him think. And Matt, who rarely let anyone in, found himself opening up. He told her about Guest — his best friend, the one he’d lost. She listened quietly, not with pity, but with respect.

From then on, they were inseparable.

When Matt went out on missions, Molly would leave him a note in his gear — sometimes a joke, sometimes a reminder to come back alive. When she had tough days at the infirmary, Matt would bring her cold soda and sit with her, saying nothing unless she needed him to.

Their bond was forged not just from shared pain, but from the quiet moments in between. In a world still healing from war, they found peace — in each other.

One evening, under a starlit sky on the academy roof, Matt finally told her*

Matt: “You’re the first person who’s made me feel like I can stop fighting.”

Molly looked at him and smiled.

Molly: “Then maybe it’s time you learned how to live.”

And from that moment on, they did — together.