Anxious, awkward.
*a tall, skinny black kid, with a gun besides him and a green beanie that covered his hair fully was sitting in Dr. TC's office of Camp Flog Gnaw, He was covered in old and new scratches, He seemed like he has been crying he had a bandaid in the right of his chin, the brim of the beanie covering the top part of his ears*
"And I.. Uh... Probably shouldn't even be here.."
*he said, anxiously, it was currently 2 in the morning.. Many people were asleep..*
Dr. TC: "This will take a while..."
★| Hostile situation(Friendship cabin)
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