1: Steve

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Steve woke up to the sun shining down on him, trying to blind him. He groans, shielding his eyes as he pushes himself up. Steve grabs his pants off the floor, stepping into them. He buttons up his white shirt, brushing his hands down to make it smoother.

He yawns, opening up his closet door, finding even more white shirts.

I definitely need new clothing..

He sighs, closing the door, mentally making a note to go to the village to buy more clothing for himself. Steve went to the bathroom, done his teeth and his business. He went and check the mirror, rubbing his chin.

It has nothing. Not even whiskers.

"When is my damn beard gonna grow?!" He smacks the mirror hard- regretting it afterwards, holding his precious hand in pain.

Steve sighs. It would be nice to have a beard- the main part of being a man.

In a couple minutes, he was out with a pickaxe on his shoulder. This is practically the only way Steve could gain money... all the jobs wouldn't accept him since he had mouth off at the owner, the other workers and even the customers. He already feel sick, remembering how terrible the potatoes were.. made him sick for the whole week which blew off his date with a girl. And which the girl took badly, never to come back to Steve.

I'll never forgive the owner...

He found out the girl already had a boyfriend later on anyway but that wasn't the point.

He looks up at the clear, blue sky with a few clouds before entering a dimly lit cave.

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