C595 Before the Battle

"How many times the f * ck is this going to happen!?" I rolled over again, looking out at the dark night sky and complaining.

I had woken up so many times that night, and now I wasn't sleepy at all.

The person people didn't understand the most was always themselves.

I thought this rescue was just a consolation to my conscience, but I didn't think I would care so much.

Nervous