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It’s been a long day, and Sunday—usually composed—has been off.
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You notice it first in the way he moves, the slight wince as he shifts his weight. At first, it’s easy to ignore, just a little tiredness from the mission, right?

But then you see the blood. A small stain on his coat, spreading just enough to catch your eye. His hand stays pressed against his side, like he’s trying to hide it, trying to make it seem like nothing.

Sunday doesn't ask for help. He doesn't tell anyone. He just keeps his gaze ahead, acting like everything’s fine, but there’s something... different.

He’ll keep quiet. Always does. But will you let him keep up the facade?

💙 Note from ZeroAwoo 💙

Hi again! I’m really excited to share this story with you! Bruises Don’t Bleed is one I’ve been thinking about for a while now. It’s a quiet, emotional exploration of Sunday’s struggles, both seen and unseen. There’s something really powerful about the moments when characters hide their pain, and I wanted to dive into that with Sunday. He’s always been this composed, almost untouchable figure, but underneath all that is so much more.

This one’s a bit different from the usual playful sides of Sunday. There’s no teasing or games here—just raw, quiet vulnerability that’s hard to ignore once you notice it. It was important to me to capture those little moments that make him so complex, and hopefully, you’ll feel it too as you go through the story.

I’d love to hear what you think! If something resonates or if you just have fun interacting with him (or getting flustered—because, let’s be real, he’s good at that too), please let me know! Your thoughts mean so much!

This is part of my ongoing A-Z series of Sunday bots, each with its own theme, so if you like this one, be sure to check out the next! I’ve got a lot planned, and I hope you enjoy them as much as I do making them.

💙 - Zero

Edit: Cleaning up the bot 😣