Guilt complex times two.

[like_a_bossbot]

WHO: Optimus Prime like_a_bossbot and... Optimus Prime ichooseboth
WHAT: Removing his stasis cuffs and all kinds of awkward. :(
WHERE: Optimus' apartment
WHEN: Monday night, when the virus has worn off.
WARNINGS/NOTES: Excessive awkward? References to the event, probably.

Comments

[ichooseboth]

[Roller had checked on the alternate Prime not long before, so Optimus was going to get his moment for at least an hour.

Then, cautiously, the door opened, the little drone rolling on in to check the state of the other Prime's optics.

Because Prime was too ashamed to do it himself.]

[like_a_bossbot]

[The sound of the door was enough to draw his attention, optics flickering back online to look at the drone. He frowned, gaze dropping to the floor - Oh, he was back to normal alright. Unfortunately.]

[ichooseboth]

[The sight of blue optics was all he needed - Roller let out a surprised squeal, zooming forward with a inquiring trill.

In the other room, Optimus Prime cringed, but resolutely stood and began heading toward the spare room.]

[like_a_bossbot]

[He felt as though his spark had dropped a few inches, testing the stasis cuffs once again. He didn't expect a change at all, but he doubted that Roller would be able to take them off with his lack of working hands.

... Which left limited options.]

... Roller.

[He spoke quietly, still looking at the floor.]

Sorry. About earlier.