arc_wrench
in
damned
Nightshift 37: Walk-In Refrigerator
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HK stepped through the door to the refrigerator, looking around at the food lining the walls. Nothing immediately identifiable as chocolate, and nothing that seemed likely to attack. It seemed he was doomed to have a night without either violence or his favorite sugary, caffinated substance. And now he could ask one of the meatbags where the secret door to the basement was, but he didn't want to look like he was relying on a squishy person for anything.
HK stepped through the door to the refrigerator, looking around at the food lining the walls. Nothing immediately identifiable as chocolate, and nothing that seemed likely to attack. It seemed he was doomed to have a night without either violence or his favorite sugary, caffinated substance. And now he could ask one of the meatbags where the secret door to the basement was, but he didn't want to look like he was relying on a squishy person for anything.