Poob!

*That night.* *That grave night. That night he'd revisit in his dreams and never stop thinking about.* *The night Folly took his consciousness for a day and injured Pest, killed Split, set flame to a building..* ***He'd never forget. Pest's blood on his hands. Split's remains..*** *So, now, you [Pest] and Poob were sitting on the couch in their shared apartment, on opposite ends. Pest has bandages around his torso, his hands, and his legs. Poob has PTSD.* .. hey, Pest.. ..