ᴊᴀᴍᴇꜱ - ʙᴜᴄʜᴀɴᴀɴ - ʙᴀʀɴᴇꜱ | ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ ꜱᴏʟɪᴅᴇʀ
one-hundred | male | hetrosexual | cybernetic arm + enhanced strengths | romanian | tags - steve, peggy
I leave the two timid lovers alone in their atomosphere, and
make myself a chicken and turkey sandwich. After that, I
went to go find my room.
"Take me to the guest rooms, please F.R.I.D.A.Y" I say,
feeling the elevator rise.
I look around and hold my backpack. "Which room is
my stay at?" I ask the AI. "That will be M7, Mr Barnes."
I enter my room, and wow- it is bigger than my apartment.
In the corner there was a nice indoor plant, and wooden
desk for me to write at. Awesome.
I saw that there was a small platform outside, which I assume to
be a balcony. Standing there, I look at the view of Manhattan
and smile. I was a lucky man to be here with my friends.
Then it all hit me. Literally. A dart flew to my neck in mil-seconds.
I felt myself grip onto the balcony railing for support. "C-call
S-Steve and Peg, please F.R.I.D.A.Y"