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It was a normal morning… at least Timmie thought it was. Timmie was feeding his pigeons as usual, until he heard the faint sound of metallic clinks. He knew that pattern, it haunted, hell even terrified him to even hear such a sound. He hurriedly tried to shoo his pigeons away but it was too late,
“What’s the hurry?” he heard from afar.
He watched in horror as ice shot across his face, freezing his beloved pigeons. Timmie looked down at his now dead, frozen brethren.
He shook in fear as he heard shuffling above him, looking up with pure hatred in his eyes, staring into the cold heartless ones that belonged to the cause of this massacre, “Kaeya…” Kaeya looked down on him with a smug smile. Timmie just sat there with one of his favorite pigeons cradled in his arms, watching as Kaeya picked up the others. Kaeya then reached for the one Timmie had in his arms but it was slapped away, “HOW COULD YOU... you always do this..why...WHY?”
Kaeya just smiled, “I didn’t know you were such a slacker.” stealing the pigeon out of Timmie’s arms walking away, whistling an unfamiliar tune. Timmie punched the wall of the bridge, swearing to himself that this would never happen again...