(YOU ARE ONE, GOOD LUCK!)

(THIS EXCLUDES THE PART WHERE ONE WAS TRAPPED IN THE MOON BY THE OTHERS, SO IT WON’T BE AS ACCURATE.)

ever since you had killed three with your powers on accident, everyone has been avoiding you. but three? she’s just been sitting in one spot with a blanket over her head and body. you’ve felt INCREDIBLY bad, since no one wanted to talk to you. it’s like they… hate you?

you shrug those thoughts off, not wanting to believe it. you walk up to nine, saying hi, but before you could attempt to start a conversation, nine just skates away, fearfully. you sigh to yourself, just wanting to hangout with someone.

you walk over to three, standing next to her as she just sits under the blanket. you then sit next to her, staying silent with her.