Aban, who just met Ivo, rambling about him during break time: 🥰
Rockwell, about to throw hands: shut your mouth before I shut it for you!
Their drill Sargent, fear in her eyes: those kids are insane..
/!\ Spoilers for my fic "let them run from the violence" chapter 3
Ivo: hm. This one looks useful and friendly. I'll use them for now. Not because I'm lonely or anything. Not at all.
Aban: OMG! I get a new friend! Yay! Let's build this robot!
Meanwhile
Miss Yorka, from her office, shivering: something just happened...
We should have figured it out from the maid outfit. We really should have