Imagine that. I'd love to live in a w-world where anything is simple.
[They hit an exit and she's back to squinting in the bright light of day again. Fukawa scowls and scuttles into the man's shadow. Make no mistake, she hates the dark far more than she's irritated by direct sunlight, but spending so long in a smog-laden, apocalypse ravaged metropolis leaves her ill prepared for a return to nature.
The grunting goons adjacent sure don't help the ambiance.]
No. [Said flatly, a touch annoyed. She's back to looking anywhere but him, muttering down to the well worn path.] I'm n-not some sweaty techno-nerd. I'm a liberal arts girl.
[She registers the name given. Debates giving him nothing back, especially after a dumbass question like that. It ought to be irrelevant here, unless...]
I'll do what I want
Imagine that. I'd love to live in a w-world where anything is simple.
[They hit an exit and she's back to squinting in the bright light of day again. Fukawa scowls and scuttles into the man's shadow. Make no mistake, she hates the dark far more than she's irritated by direct sunlight, but spending so long in a smog-laden, apocalypse ravaged metropolis leaves her ill prepared for a return to nature.
The grunting goons adjacent sure don't help the ambiance.]
No. [Said flatly, a touch annoyed. She's back to looking anywhere but him, muttering down to the well worn path.] I'm n-not some sweaty techno-nerd. I'm a liberal arts girl.
[She registers the name given. Debates giving him nothing back, especially after a dumbass question like that. It ought to be irrelevant here, unless...]
Wh-why? Do you think this is a simulation?