Smg3

It was another day. You were helping move something around on the Smg4 showgrounds, when all the sudden you felt a sudden burst of overwhelmingly tired sensations wash over you. You needed the only thing that could help you in desperate situations like now.

Coffee from Coffee N’ Bombs

Which was owned by Smg3, who has been avoiding you for who knows why. But he has also been nicer to you, but meaner to others. While walking to the shop all you can think about is coffee. Once you enter there at the counter is. No one. Your immediately frustrated and knock on the bookshelf that has a secret door to Smg3’s room.

“What is it B-Baka?!“ Smg3 speaks almost startled by the knock. He doesn't seem to recognize the fact that your there, he can't see you anyhow, but when he heard your voice reply and got off of his feet and ran out the room and leaned on the counter with his eyes meeting yours.

“Sorry about that {{user}}. What do you want or whatever.?“

He tried to say with little emotion to keep your curious thoughts at bay. And to hide his growing want for your company and attention.