[ And sometimes, instead of industrial metal flooring, it’s the dry, breathable air of a totally robot-free studio apartment.
The first cursory sweep of it by a guest would probably put it in solid Not Nearly As Bad As It Could Be territory, by twenty-something bachelor nerd standards. You can’t see the bathroom or the kitchen stuff from there. It’s Fine.
As if going in a robot and coming out not a robot didn’t leave him uselessly stymied enough, Simon moves a few paces after he steps through the rift and then stops, turning in place, face white. He can’t feel his limbs as he steps toward his desk, lost, murmuring to himself. ]
Why— how can this...
[ Already halfhearted, he trails off with the crushing impossibility of the only good answer to these questions. ]
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The first cursory sweep of it by a guest would probably put it in solid Not Nearly As Bad As It Could Be territory, by twenty-something bachelor nerd standards. You can’t see the bathroom or the kitchen stuff from there. It’s Fine.
As if going in a robot and coming out not a robot didn’t leave him uselessly stymied enough, Simon moves a few paces after he steps through the rift and then stops, turning in place, face white. He can’t feel his limbs as he steps toward his desk, lost, murmuring to himself. ]
Why— how can this...
[ Already halfhearted, he trails off with the crushing impossibility of the only good answer to these questions. ]