Life is Good
[ Locked to t_r_i_n_i_t_y ] [ Continued from here, here and here ]
Smith reclines in his chair, smirking as he reads the latest e-mail from Trinity. Ah, humans. So predictable. There were more exclamation marks than he was expecting, but all in all, he had practically predicted every single word that would appear on the screen in front of him. He made a mental note to celebrate a marked improvement in his prediction algorithms later in the day.
He picks up a phone and makes a call. "Trinity? You wanted to see me?"
Smith reclines in his chair, smirking as he reads the latest e-mail from Trinity. Ah, humans. So predictable. There were more exclamation marks than he was expecting, but all in all, he had practically predicted every single word that would appear on the screen in front of him. He made a mental note to celebrate a marked improvement in his prediction algorithms later in the day.
He picks up a phone and makes a call. "Trinity? You wanted to see me?"