Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
The rhythmic sounds of Ezra's tapping was the only sound in the dining room. The cloned phone sat in front of him like it was a ticking bomb, primed to blow at any moment.
"What the fuck is she still doing?" Red muttered, glancing at the holographic clock that hovered against the wall.
"Give it time." Olivia said. "She'll be here."
As if on cue, Ezra entered the dining room, a mouth covering her wide yawn. "What's important enough to interrupt my nap?" She muttered, stretching slightly as she walked to her seat.
"We have the first game." Olivia announced.
"Really?" All traces of sleep on Gen's face disappeared, replaced with excitement. "What is it? Fight a hundred of his horde? Steal Count Solomon's prized underwear?"
"Eew." Red made a face. "Sometimes, I wonder what goes on inside your head but now, I don't even want to know."
