Mat hangs up his coat, takes off his shoes, and walks to his rented couch. He props his feet on the coffee table (also rented) and opens his latest book where he left off. It had been a long day on the line, not that he was fully aware of that anymore. He had a way of forgetting about work after signing out, and by the time he was home the day was usually just a fog. Either way, sitting here in his one bed apartment with a good science-fiction in his hands always brought him back to the surface.
He takes his phone from his carpenter pants pocket and turns the volume on. He checks his messages, mostly spam email and application u
“No,” Paul exclaimed in exasperation towards his girlfriend.
“Come on,” Heather said as she pouted slightly, “It’ll be fun, I know you’ll enjoy it.” She was holding the headset parts to a new virtual reality simulator system which she had recently bought. It was said that it was the most advanced system yet and created a truly immersive feel. The rest of the technology for it was sitting by their bed.
Paul shook his head, “I don’t want to use that stuff Heather; the idea of going throwing my head into a computer gives me the creeps.”
Heather took a few st
Just sitting in the office waiting for my name to be called and this receptionist is dorky. Listening to hair metal that sounds almost as vibrant as her sweater and must have egos as big as her glasses. They look nice on her eyes though and distract from her less than Kim kardashian figure. Ha I never thought I'd use her as an example for a voluptuous build. Anyways the place smells like a hint of tamales behind a blanket of roses and goozberries. (I don't know what goozberries smell like... Just thought that sounded cool.) I miss the witcher. Wish I could travel those lands again sweeping justice across the plains as a dual sword wielding m