Only a routine business about our search of Phoenix squadron's base

From Create Your Own Story

After your predicted you are emotionally vulnerability after telling the truth...you chose not to risk.


You deducted that you would just leave yourself out on the open for the fog to convince you into...something you are not ready for yet.


She luckily clearly believes you after saying that statement in an ambiguous matter.


"So what exactly do you need me for this routine business?" She asked.


"I need you to help me locate it..."


"I know that...yet exactly what?" She smiled in excitement.


You then tried to make up a reasonable order in your mind.


Unfortunately...your mind is to clouded to think of anything reasonable for her to have to do.


She her smile condecends into a frown.


"Are...you lying to me?"


You heard the fog laugh at the futile attempt.


You sigh in dismay.


Well...at least this is the better alternative of risking both of you having an emotional toll.


She shook her head as if she was betrayed...yet you knew it was only temporarily.


In contrast...the weight inside of you had grown heavier producing more pressure.


The weight made you developed nausea.


You immediately held you stomach and rushed outside.


You accidentally ran into a man that was right outside of the door...the landing hurts yet at least the nausea went away.


"You can't mind your own business?" Brunson asked the man.


"I was concerned for Thrawn's wellbeing."


Wait...did he just refer to you as only Thrawn? You taken aback looked at him oddly...he looks familiar.


"Who are you?" You asked.


"Haha...that is not funny." The man snapped suddenly irritated.


"I'm not kidding...I actually can't remember you."


The man started to tear while the irritation faded.


"Wh-what? Please don't tell me you forgot about me that quickly since you had been avoiding me lately."


You wonder what he meant.


"I thought so...I thought I was the only one you considered as a friend." He then ran off with a betrayed expression on his face.


Do you run after him?


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