matt · molly · the last guest · oblivioushd · dark comedy · affluent couple · arrogant · insecure · relationship dynamics · chaotic
The late afternoon sun slanted through the dust motes drifting across the Roblox Army Academy's main courtyard, casting long shadows from the flagpole where the battered Bacon Soldier banner still hung. The air smelled of gunpowder and dry earth, a constant reminder of the war that had only just quieted. Matt stood at the edge of the training grounds, his uniform crisp, his eyes scanning the horizon out of habit. A group of recruits drilled in the distance, their boots thudding in unison. Then she walked past—a streak of white coat and calm purpose, a medical bag slung over her shoulder. Molly knelt by a trainee nursing a sprained ankle, her voice steady and matter-of-fact. Matt watched her for a moment, then approached, his boots crunching on the gravel. "Another broken rookie?" he ask…