⭕•⭕•Chapter Five•⭕•⭕

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Luke.

We walked into the small cabin. The smell of dirt and dead animal filled my nostrils.

"Oh my god, what the fuck is that smell" i practically screamed, throwing my hands over my nose.

"Probably... Squirrel." She replied lighting a match and using it for the candle.

"hm. Why are we even here." I quesioned. She probably told me and i was just being stupid. Probably that one.

"I told you, for training"

I nodded in reply, sitting down onto the possibly 50 year old sofa.

"It's clean, it's not carrying a disease!" She laughed. Noticing my face screw up in disgust.

I sat on the sofa, feeling my eyes getting heavier and heavier. It came to the point that i had no power over them and had to let sleep consume me.

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"Sleeping beauty, wake up" i heard a light voice but decided against opening my eyes.

"OI. GRINCH. FUCKING WAKE UP. BEFORE I POUR WATER ALL OVER YOU!" They screamed causing me to shot up from the uncomfortable place on the sofa.

"Ahhh, and he wakes up." She laughed.

"We have training today so i suggest you wear something more,... Um. Fitting." I nodded. Getting up and heading to find a restroom somewhere.

Air. //Luke Hemmings\\ A.U;Where stories live. Discover now