FortuneCraft in Apocalypse

School

Draven woke up with a banging headache and realized that he was in his room. He tried to remember what had happened the previous night but not much was going on. Sure, he’d made a lot of friends, but he couldn’t even remember them. He only knew Mikey, and that was because the guy was all over him.

Groaning, Draven rolled out of bed and dragged himself to the kitchen. He felt heavy with his dead weight that seemed to drag him down every step of the way. By the time he reached the kitchen, he was breathing heavily. Draven turned the water in the sink on and bent his head under the running water. He stayed there for a few minutes until his eyes cleared. When his head became less heavy and he could breathe properly, Draven withdrew from the sink and turned it off.

“Mommy, I don’t want to go to school!"

Drawn cringed and reflexively turned towards the sound. He hated that their children made so much noise every morning before they went to school and evening when they were back. He had con