I was there by his side as he sat up. Transitioning between the simulation and the real world was always difficult, never getting easier. I passed him a cup, and he drank, deeply.
"That was a close one."
I tapped at the display for a moment.
"We're safe, I think."
He slowly swiveled on the chair, lowering his legs to the ground. Control of your legs always took a moment.
"Good, good. I'd hate to ruin everything by bringing the copyright cops down on us. Anyway, those three supermodels loaded next door yet?"
I nodded as I summoned a cocktail.
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