The numbers game. I've always liked the number 3. Third time's the charm, three wishes, three men from the east, on the third day.... Also, include the fact that one of the childhood idols I had donned the number 3 jersey.
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Nothing like a warm cup of tea in the midst of work. Ever contracting that unknown disease, he's always been restricted to handling the paperwork. His flowing black hair turned into the shade of snow. The medication he took caused it to turn white. Nobody knew that, but he never bothered explaining it to people either.
The captains... Some people worshiped the ground they walked on, some people feared them with all their lives, but everyone respected them. Nobody stopped respecting him just because he became sickly. Maybe he's held that position so long that no one could doubt his qualities and character.
People respected him because he was benevolent. He treated all his squad members like family, like sons and daughters... They weren't just mere followers, but to him, each and everyone of them was a person...
To them, that was all they wanted....
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23? (:
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