(8 days ago)
Bracer opened the door of the physics laboratory. “Hatchet”, he groaned. Hatchet was Bracer’s only friend if you ignore the fact that he was ten years elder than Bracer and also his physics lab, assistant.
As of now, Hatchet was buried behind numerous cartons frantically searching for something, he squinted as Bracer came in, “Ah- Bracer, come in, come in”.
Hatchet was a young man in his early twenties, he had shiny black eyes and hair that matched them. Most of the time he wore a grin on his clean-shaven face.
"What you lookin' for?"
"The stupid voltmeter".
"It's beside your foot", Bracer pointed.
"This thing?", Hatchet asked, picking it up and waving it.
"Yeah, that thing".
"Wasn't this a thermometer"
"Hatchet, let me ask you again. Whom did y
