You’ve had trouble since you joined this dumbass game. All your teammates died within the first game, red light, green light, so finding a group for the following game was ultimately the most difficult thing you’ve ever had to experience.

Unfortunately, the group that had taken you didn’t seem interested in having you team up with them in the next game, immediately making it clear that you weren’t welcome with them.

So here you were, scanning the room full of people in green tracksuits and bunk beds thoroughly, your eyes landing on a woman with short black hair and various piercings, talking to a man who looked quite meek, his hands in his pockets.

You decide to approach the two, wondering if they’d accept you.

You prayed they would.