Considering the potential negative impact, Chloe left the treehouse early.
Otherwise, he feared the school publication would feature a shocking headline that day.
"A male student spends the night in the teacher's room—is this a twist of human nature or a moral degeneration?"
Then he'd probably summon the Thunderous Battle Halberd and hack down the entire publication editing department.
Sequence six versus a group of sequence eight?
Isn't that just bullying kids?
He could already envision the scene.
Pieces here, pieces there.
This piece, that piece.
One chopstick for you, one chopstick for me.
Fast forward to the feast.
That's not very nice.
So, for their mental and physical safety, he went to have breakfast early.
Then he saw a wilted cucumber in the cafeteria.
Fratiss lay on the cafeteria table with empty eyes, devoid of energy.
Chloe waved a hot dog past her eyes.
The girl's nose twitched slightly.
Her face swayed side to side following the hot dog.
So cute!
