15 Meimi
I’m halfway to the bathroom.
With my spider bot.
And my plan to hack into it.
This is an older model. S-Bot A3-4000. The thing is built with a security matrix that a four-year-old could crack. Sure, I could tell Thorne about it, but honestly? I’m not one hundred percent sure I can trust him.
A secret spider bot is a safer spider bot.
As I step along, I try distracting Thorne with some flirty chatter. Not sure how that part of the plan’s going, but my face is definitely wicked pink.
And he’s not trying to stop me, so there’s that.
Thorne tilts his head. “You mentioned dreams before.”
“Yup,” I say. “There was a blue girl.”
Step.
Step.
“Are you certain you don’t remember anything she said?” he asks.
For the record, it’s hard to sidestep to a bathroom, grip your blanket i
