Clone City. An unused terrace. Fi's story takes a new note.
Fi frowned thoughtfully, tapping his stylus against his cheek and curling his toes slightly as his pet winglizard crawled across them in pursuit of the massive crickets that this terrace was home to. He knew what he wanted to write... but he wasn't sure exactly how to word it. The exciting part of the story was done- the fighting and such- everyone had gone home and the med tech had cared for those who needed it.
But what was supposed to happen? What was a happy way to end a story?
But what was supposed to happen? What was a happy way to end a story?