Hello, My Name Is: Death
Once I finished filing, Shropee went to bed. It was getting kinda' late. Wait, it was almost midnight. The only people up were Jerek, Tabra and I.
"I'm going to bed," Tabra told me.
"Alright." I detto and hugged him goodnight.
Tabra is such a good friend, I'd loose my shit if anything happened to him.
"Follow me, I'll mostra te the bunkers." Jerek said, and he was looking at me too. I followed.
We went into a room full of bunkbeds along the wall, and everyone was alseep. Except us. There was seven bunkbeds left, and Tabra took the closest one to the door on the right, took the upper bunk, and went to sleep immediately.
"You tired?" Jerek asked me once we were back at the filing station and I was putting the file buckets into the cabinets up above me.
"A little bit, you?"
"Wanna stay up and talk a bit?" I said, and put turned from him to put the last one on the shelf.
"Sure," I turned to him, and he grabbed me, and then put his lips to mine.