“Aren’t you worried about him?” Tina asked as they lounged on an old mattress placed in the center of an abandoned office on the 14th floor of a downtown highrise. It was around noon, and outside the shadowed room office workers busied themselves as they thought impatiently about lunch. Reginald Archer decided that he was taking the day off to chew over his apparent victory, and he and Tina had spent most of the day enjoying each other’s company.
“There have been dozens of No Ones who have gotten by with no assistance at all,” Archer said, a little peeved the topic turned away from romantic nothings. “Besides, we left him with Alan.”
“Who likely abandoned him as soon as he found some girl willing to talk to him.”
“The newbie is not my responsibility,” Reginald said, “I’ve taught him everything he needs to know, and judging by what he’s carrying around, he should be safe for a while. He’ll have to find his own way, like the rest of us.”
She got out of bed and moved to the dull office chair near the stacks of boxes where her clothes were draped. If it were even possible for any of the office workers to notice this little abandoned office, they would have gotten quite a view when they walked in.
“What are you doing?” Reginald said.
“I’ve got some things to do,” Tina said, dressing. “We can catch up tomorrow if you want.”
“Hey,” Reginald said, sitting up. “Don’t leave mad.”
She turned to him, an eerily-serene smile on her face. “Why, when am I ever mad? Go ahead and rest, don’t let bother you,” she said as she left.
Reginald flopped back down on the mattress and sighed.
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