Chapter one

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Ranboo walked into his camper, he'd spent a long time on it already, even though it's only been a few months. He slid off his jacket and set it onto the coat rack, hanging it slightly lopsided. he sits down, onto an old rocking chair. he lifts himself up and goes to his cupboards, he bends down to the drawer close to the ground and grabs the lowest drawers handle, proceeding to open it and grab a book from inside, his memory book. he goes back to his chair and sits down, he wrote everything he wanted to remember in this book, just in case if he forgot. he grabbed a pen from a jar next to him and clicked it, proceeding to write;

"Wilbur gave me his jacket today! it started to rain and he wanted me to stay safe, so he let me wear it home! i'm thankful to have a friend like him, I don't understand why nobody trusts him now."

A few moments later he closed the book and set it back in the drawer, closing it once again. He looks at his clock, it reads 10:41pm, yet it feels way earlier than that.

"I should probably head to bed,"

he thought to himself, knowing that tomorrow he would be hanging out with some other people the next day. he walked over to his firm mattress and laid himself down

"This feels as if im sleeping on a rock," he thought to himself.

"But i should be grateful for what Wilbur gave me, he doesn't have much himself. ''

he thought. he stretched his arms, continuing with a yawn. He turned to his side and turned off his lamp, falling asleep not much later.

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