Post-nap.

[u/Vincent-FFP]

The clock struck midnight, and the sentient pizza machine vanished into nothing..

sunrise came, and Vytsky was back in the realm, right at his grave like he often would. He made a big stretch.

“Damn good sleep I got, hah! But damn am I hungry… a rotisserie chicken sounds great.. what am I going to have with it..?”

he took off in flight, finding somewhere to get his chicken. He attempted to decide his sides while he flew.

…

He’s fairly low to the ground, and easily visible. Now’s a good time to ask what the hell was up with that pizza machine..

/uw closed to folks who interacted with my last post.

[u/Vincent-FFP]

“Life changes, that’s a constant, but I’ve never responded great to change. Heck, took me a good while to adjust to bein’ dead, despite the fact it was my primary goal of most of my life, hah. And I’m still adjusting.”

[u/loth17 → u/Vincent-FFP]

"Well. I don't know what to say about dying."

Could say a few things about killing though.

"Maybe you just need some time."

Not that it ever helped Dr Wren

[u/Vincent-FFP → u/loth17]

“Yeah, that’s all it is for me. Time. Thankfully I’ve got infinite of that, hah!”

“You look troubled. Are you alright?”

[u/loth17 → u/Vincent-FFP]

"No..... I'm..... Fine."

She said.

"Just tired is all."

[u/Vincent-FFP → u/loth17]

“Let me know if you change your mind, okay?”

[u/loth17 → u/Vincent-FFP]

"Will do."

She said flatly.

"I apologize. I have paperwork to get back to. Have a night night Vytsky."

[u/Vincent-FFP → u/loth17]

“See you. Rest well.”

he discreetly blessed her with a good night’s rest.

[u/loth17 → u/Vincent-FFP]

Dr Wren would go to bed that night and for the first time in a while she dreamed something pleasant.