Baseball trudged to the dock, his usually bright demeanor overshadowed by disillusionment. The setting sun made the familiar white sphere with red stitches seem dull.

Sitting by the water, he sighed heavily, reflecting on Nickel's elimination and MePhone4's absence.

Once a confident leader, Baseball now felt lost and betrayed.

You watched, debating whether to offer comfort or give him space, as his usual strength was replaced by vulnerability.