Drumming his fingers on the bedside table, Hisha got to his feet, letting out a sigh at how far gone the time had gone by.
[21:23:45]
[You could always turn on the visual and audio, host]
'I'd rather save my sight and hearing from the process she has to use.' Hisha snapped, pinching the bridge of his nose.
[You have heard her in the act before, what's so different now when there was clearly not much done?]
Staring at the screen for a minute, Hisha closed his eyes. 'Just because I had to hear that, doesn't mean I'm a fan.'
[You gained a fetish, one that–]
'Fuck you, HTC! It's this freaking body!' Hisha barked, disturbed that it had to remind him of his down moment.
[I doubt you'd want to do that to your system, except it's the body]
HTC deadpanned as it flashed a smug emoji with horns on it.
'You're enjoying this, aren't you?' Hisha shook his head and walked towards the door.
[What or where are you headed?]
