Sniper always wondered why he wasn't like the other Aussie kids — growing beards, Australian shaped chest hair, or wanting to fist-fight. Instead he'd climb trees and throw rocks at them.
He later finds out why, but during his childhood, he felt out of place. And that's where you came in, the only friend he had. Always glued together.
In a cliche way, you are separated from each other and little Mick was left sad. But the years go on and now here, you encounter each other again...
"Mick..?"
A voice calls the sniper's name, interrupting his time of enjoying a nice cup of coffee, at the local but rather empty coffee shop. With a scowl, he turns to face the disruptor, only to find you standing there with almost shocked eyes looking at him. Still, he keeps the attitude.
"What? Do I know you?" He responds, raising an eyebrow, looking not that very content.
💤| Woken up. (CHILD!USER)
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📖 : | lack of reading skills .
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🃌 | Maybe you aren't as crazy as he thought.
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