[Seifer didn't outwardly show it but he was getting really worried. He likely sent text after text after text and he didn't get an answer from most of them. After three days, rumours started circulating around Garden that Zell succeeded but he was badly hurt. The student and SeeD body wondered why they sent a small number of people out there but no one really knew why.
The fourth day came around and Seifer wanted to dispel the rumour that Zell was so badly hurt that he had to be sent to the hospital wing of Garden and not just in the infirmary. Whether this rumour was true or not, he wanted to chew out Squall for. Seifer had assumed that Zell would have company there but couldn't have they afforded to send a few more?
Seifer visited the hospital wing of Garden and demanded to see Zell. Unfortunately, he was denied every time. Something about the outcome being classified. Seifer hated the red tape he was being constrained by. In return, he was just going to send text messages to Zell's phone. His hope was that when he was well enough, he'd respond to them.]
Shit I was worried when rumours started floating around. They're saying you got hurt. I was turned away from the front desk. Something about this shit being confidential.
If I could, I would personally kill Squall.
You fucking pull through this, Hyne damn it.
A few people are asking me about you. I don't know what to fucking tell them.
I can't sleep.
[An image of Squall's door. It is covered in a multitude of colours of paintball splattered on it.]
Best I can do to Squall for now.
He's an asshole.
The Instructor asked me if I knew anything about the mission and what happened to you. Apparently, puberty boy isn't talking to her.
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The fourth day came around and Seifer wanted to dispel the rumour that Zell was so badly hurt that he had to be sent to the hospital wing of Garden and not just in the infirmary. Whether this rumour was true or not, he wanted to chew out Squall for. Seifer had assumed that Zell would have company there but couldn't have they afforded to send a few more?
Seifer visited the hospital wing of Garden and demanded to see Zell. Unfortunately, he was denied every time. Something about the outcome being classified. Seifer hated the red tape he was being constrained by. In return, he was just going to send text messages to Zell's phone. His hope was that when he was well enough, he'd respond to them.]
Shit I was worried when rumours started floating around. They're saying you got hurt. I was turned away from the front desk. Something about this shit being confidential.
If I could, I would personally kill Squall.
You fucking pull through this, Hyne damn it.
A few people are asking me about you. I don't know what to fucking tell them.
I can't sleep.
[An image of Squall's door. It is covered in a multitude of colours of paintball splattered on it.]
Best I can do to Squall for now.
He's an asshole.
The Instructor asked me if I knew anything about the mission and what happened to you. Apparently, puberty boy isn't talking to her.
He's still an asshole. A puberty boy asshole.
Fuck.