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Just then Smoke walks in and casually strolls to a table at the center of the room and drops two Chinese takeout

( what we are not savages, what do you expect we'll be eating grilled meat although it may not be as sophisticated as yours it still take out)

And walks away not even uttering a single word.

"As he always being this way" I asked Isolde

"Actually to give it to you straight he doesn't trust you completely although he his very jovial and cordial around trusted people his normal identity but when he is Smoke,he is cold to everyone except a few and he has a paranoia" She said

"Oooh no I get it, I can't just come in here and he trust me like that. No wonder I didn't get a response" I replied

We chatted for a few hours and it felt quite good, then we hit the sack.

* Bang *

* Bang *

* Bang *

"Get up time for training" I heard that annoying a**h*le masculine voice Jesus Christ I felt like killing him

After hours of grueling training

Of running for a distance of 150 miles in 6 hours, the guy was a literally devil he made me do push-ups that I even lost count then he went to beat the sh*t out of me and gave me black eye in the name of training.

Jesus! I can't even walk properly, I can feel pain all over my body if not for Isolde I would still be in pains she helped me with the medicine.

God this has being going on for weeks? What has my god damn torture in the name of training, it being weeks and this place feels like a prison no freedom just training I am pretty sure that Smoke guy hates me except for the Isolde part, she was the light at the end of the tunnel but my luck has finally taken a turn for the better since, we can't leave this place, I asked Isolde for a dinner to thank her for her help and she accepted.

Hallelujah