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Gildedguy had fight another stickman in the city, it was a long battle and made him exausted
He was sweating behind the armour, walking, tired, through the city, until sees a bar in distance
"not a bad idea"
He thought
He start walking to the bar, exaustion still in his body, each footstep taking too much energy, he just wanted to close his eyes and start resting in wherever place he could find, it was like a dream he couldn't wake up and everything was in slow motion
Opening the Bar door, he start stumbling in everything, annoying some costumers, until he reach a table, he sits while huffing, the knight rest his head in the table
His Vision start darkening, until his eyes completely are closed, his body was struggling to find peace in the cheerfull and living place, but that didn't matter a lot, he just wanted to rest
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Gildedguy finally rest a bit, his eyes more heavy than the whole armour, Gildedguy alredy fought another Stickmans, but that one was a rock in the shoe! how that is even possible? well, no one knows
Maybe Bog was the reason of his exaustion? what if the creature were taking his energy? what if Bog were making him weak?
or maybe his thoughs about Penny? about how she's doing this days? when he will see her again?
suddenly...
SLAM!
Gildedguy almost jumped of shock, what was that?
he wakes up and start looking for what was it, the bar seemed normal as always, except for a guy in the ground, he looked faint
"woah... what happened here?"
Gildedguy speaks a bit worry and shaken
no one aswers, they didn't even heard
then, he realizes the big deal, the guy in the ground probaly got punched, but by who?
he stares at a man that was close to the faint guy, probaly the one who punched him
"wait a sec..."
Gildedguy thought
that man was familiar to him, blue skin... patched arms... prothesis in hands and legs...
Oxob...?
well, that was a suprise, he didn't saw Oxob for months! but he seemed different... why he was wearing clothes?
by nowhere, Oxob kicks the faint man, the faint man makes a inconscient shaky breath
"You better not pick up a fight you can't win, asshole"
says Oxob, while smilling, proud of himself
Gildedguy almost hid down the table, not wanting to pick up a fight with Oxob
But something he noticed is that Oxob seemed oddly...
pretty...? hot in a way...?
that clothes made Oxob look sexy in so many ways...
what? it couldn't be! Gildedguy absolutely hated him... maybe a tiny spit of 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, but Gildedguy just saw him as a close enemy or maybe a friend! so why he was felling so embarassed and admired by the look of Oxob...?
Gildedguy shakes his head, still hide below the table, must been the exaustion
but Gildedguy wasn't completely hide, his armour could be seen from distance, and Oxob noticed him
"i can see you, Janky"
Oxob said, with suspicion
"dammit..."
Gildedguy rise up of below the table, he seemed embarassed to be found
"It was a time since i saw you"
Oxob sits on the chair, eyes serious as always
"yeah, a long damn time... huhum"
Gildedguy evitates the conversation, sttutering a bit, he was NOT going to talk to him, not here, not now
"tell me, why are you here? in a bar?"
Oxob seemed curious, oddly not annoyed or violent
"long story, i rather not speak"
Gildedguy evitates him again, his mind still focused on Oxob look, last time he saw him, the only thing he weared was bandages and prothesis in hands and legs, but this time he was wearing clothes, and... they fit incredibely good in him, black fits well in him, dammit...
"pretty reserved today, are we?"
Oxob teases, while tapping his prothesis fingers in the table
"yeah yeah whatever..."
Gildedguy says almost automatically, his embarressed expression behind the helmet, Oxob teasing seemed most flirtly to him with this new look on him, everything looked different now
it was a moment of silence between them, until a guy called Oxob, probaly a friend
"i'm coming!"
Oxob rises up and walks to another table to attend his friend
Gildedguy stay in his table, still embarrassed, still trying to load all this situation...
Oxob was so pretty and sexy in that clothes, that bell botton pants fits so well! and damn... that sleeveless shirt showing a little part of his chest
His mind was making him stare only at Oxob, his waist, his back... everything seemed way more hotter than the last time he saw him
Gildedguy rises up from the table and walks in the corners of the bar to be not noticed, then he slowy leaves the bar
air, he was nedding a little bit of air...
outside were passing cars, people, wind blowing and making the tree leafs move...
but inside Gildedguy mind... was a freaking mess, he removes his helmet to breath more well
"breathe... man... it's just a guy..."
Gildedguy spoke to himself, while breathing shaken, not knowing what to do now
maybe a little walk will help him
//i don't know how to finish this story so uhh that's it