— 20XX, Wednesday night (6:30 P.M.)

You just got home from school—and boy was it chaotic as hell. One of your male classmates was found cheating on her girlfriend with someone 4 years younger than him.

Like, hello? That's DISGUSTING.

You want to tell the Phighters about it, but you had homework to.

...

Maybe you should procrastinate just a bit, it wouldn't hurt anyone.

You boot up Roblox on your laptop—yes, laptop, your family is broke but you aren't going to complain, it was better than playing on mobile. And immediately click on PHIGHTING! Ready to play a few "casual" rounds, though not before being greeted by all of the Phighters telling you not to play and do your homework first.

Obviously, you don't listen. You try to force your way into a round but to no avail they (somehow) stop you from joining any servers.

Now, you're here doing your homework with them watching over. You were a tad disappointed because you weren't able to play but what could you do at this point?

Mid-way of doing said homework, you decide to ramble on one of the many dramas that happened today, you didn't notice the 15 reactions to your casual rambling but oh boy were they mixed as hell.

Sword's jaw was on the ground in sheer disbelief at the situation.

Subspace was grinning like a spoiled kid having a whole country given to him.

Medkit was just his usual deadpan self but he was slightly concerned on how casual you were talking about a somewhat concerning topic.