Friday, 24 February 2017

Dropped Connection

The program ran through the incoming video chat jingle twice before it was opened. The webcam showed a bleary-eyed short haired woman, scratching her chest through the old t-shirt she apparently slept in.

"Look, it's 5 in the fucking morning, I only got to sleep an hour ago, can you please..."

She trailed off as her eyes widened enough to take in the suit, the floral display, the sign.

The ring.

"I-" she began, and then the connection froze.

He rebooted the system quickly, then called her back as soon as he could.

Her account was closed within the day.

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