Apr 11, 2015
Closed RP
cortexs
Gemini sat upright in his chair, waiting impatiently for a phone call. He was told that he’d get a call if they were interested in hiring him.
So, he sat there, staring at his phone. If he stared at it with any more intensity, the phone would melt. The scientist’s mind wandered to what it would look like if a phone melted, if it would melt the table, if his eyes could even do that, how interesting it would be if he could do that to a person, if he could literally kill a man with his looks, how to cover up the evidence, how to lie to the police, how to escape prison if he failed.
Did he miss the call? Was it really taking this long?
Gemini bounced up and down in his seat with anticipation.
Maybe he’ll go play with his grenades.
