Re-cap
A part of everyone left that day...
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Third POV

They all sit on the couch, it's back to the og's. But I don't think anyone is happy about it. Logan finally speaks up, "ok. We should get moving, we have around five days to get prepared. Correct?" He asks.

Y/n nods, "yeah... ok, we can't have this holding us back. Yeah, it's hard. But we can't make us become venerable."  Everyone looks down, but nods non the less. 

"We start training tomorrow... I need a little time to process." They sigh, walking up into the spare room that they have been using for more than a month. They open the door then slowly close it, tears slipping down their face.

"I should go talk to them." Logan sighs, standing up. "You know what... I will." Virgil steps up, walking to the spare room. Logan reductively sits down, a annoyed look on his face. Roman seemed to look the same. Patton and Thomas look at the two.

"Are you guys jealous?" Thomas asks, smirking. A like pink dusts their checks, "what? No!" They both say, then look at each other, blushing some more. Patton smiles, "that's cute."

They both look to Patton, "what? It's true." He shrugs. Roman groans, "Whatever. I'm going to take a nap to get my mind off things." He rolls his eyes and dramatically stands up and leaves.

A few chuckles from both Patton and Thomas could be heard. They know deep down they are just trying to distract themselves... Especially, Patton. I mean 'he has to be strong for Thomas's sake.' He thinks, "well, I'm gonna go up too." He stretches, "this is not the best news...." he sighs, standing up and going to his room.

"It's going to." Logan corrects him. Patton chuckles, almost all the way to his room.

"I should head to my room as well. I have work to do." Logan shrugs, standing up and leaving. "Work? What work?" Thomas asks, Logan turns around. "Your mind doesn't run itself." He says as he turns back around, leaving for real this time.

Thomas sat alone, thinking of everything that's happening over the past month. It sure has been interesting, I mean damn. How much chaos can one person bring? Apparently a lot. He was joking to himself.

Thomas sighs loudly, picking himself up from the couch. All of this is one, stressing him out. Two, confusing him. Three, making him somewhat sad. I mean, can you blame him?

When he slipped his phone number in their pocket it didn't even feel like he did it. Thomas sighs aloud, "why them?" He asks himself, "well, it's not like I knew this was happening to them. How would I have?" He walks over to the kitchen.

In the kitchen he grabs a few leftovers from last nights dinner. Not really re-thinking. Just wondering....

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Boom, a chapter on time ;))
Anyway,
Have a good day 👊