Who: Jack and Ramona
When: Monday
Where: 34-D
Summary: Nothing more romantic than ripping off your boyfriend's exoskeleton! Or, y'know, dying of severe burns.
Rating: R???
Warnings: Lots of burning things and ripping weird alien shoulders off
Jack had a feeling this was going to be a day full of bullshit when he woke up on the floor of his room (shit, when did he pass out?), Ramona lying next to him. This would only be slightly weird if it weren't for two other facts:
1. Everything else in the room was gone (including his ring god fucking damnit), except for the door, which now had a big red switch under a clear shield beside it.
2. The floor was metal and warm. Very warm.
Yeah, this was starting to look like one of those torture videos on the network the day before.
He looked down at his shirt, unpinning the note there. Hello, Jack. Today you're going to learn a lesson about self sacrifice...
"...Fuck. Fuck!"