Through all of this time, am I the only one that thought about the broken world?
Patty pondered, sitting alone at the edge off the top of her headquarters while overlooking the city of S Prime. The same question that was always tucked in the back of her mind, yet never truly thought through, almost as if there is a filter put upon it.
Like a lazy thought, people seemed to have just glossed over that fact.
What exactly is out there in this world anyway? Taking a sip of the coffee made by Yellow, Patty's eyebrows raised at the depth of flavour. Perhaps her learning algorithm has progressed even further, yet if that's the case, why did Purple stay the same brute as always?
'Ah.' Patty sighed, snapping her finger, 'That's why.'
