He took a deep breath of the humid air, carrying a plastic bag filled with goodies that'd last him a month.
'Still feels sterile. . .'
After walking through the common area, waving at a few familiar faces and mutually ignoring some others, Zack walked onto the elevator.
*Ding*
'Third floor,' Zack thought absentmindedly as he pressed the icon on the display.
'I miss the buttons, they felt more responsive. Such is life though, Aether is quickly catching up to the Human Standard these days. . . Makes me wonder how things will look when I'm a centennial.'
*Ding*
He walked through the empty hallway and finally returned to his apartment.
After going through the motions, he situated himself on his couch and turned the TV on, switching it to a random channel with his remote. His eyes moved between his pocket and the bag of goodies on the table in front of him.
