Wrench- Going Somewhere

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"She should hide out somewhere safe, lay low whilst Dusan gets over his hissy fit she caused with that video" Sitara tells the group, but her eyes are looking at me.

I roll my eyes and smile, getting up from my chair at the table, "Thanks for the advice, but I need to get back out there and stir up the shit pot for Blume" I say whilst making a stirring gesture.

"No, no, no, you're going to lay low, and since SFPD is all over your place right now, you can stay with Wrench" Marcus nods at Wrench, who is leaning against the table watching our conversation as if he's a dog watching a ball.

"Yeah, sure, okay, no problemo" Wrench  says, standing up and shrugging.

"But I need to-" I start, but Sitara gives me a look that's similar to the one my mom gave me when I was caught in the act of doing something I shouldn't be.

"Fine" I huff.

Me and Wrench get to his garage, and he sets up a little area on his couch where I can sleep, he tells me that he sleeps in a side room that's got a mattress and duvets.

"You're such a caveman. Goodnight" I say whilst he walks to his room.

I snuggle into the blankets, still wearing my clothes, I'm not planning on staying here long, since Blume is at its most vulnerable right now.

A few hours pass and I presume Wrench is sleeping, so I grab my stuff and try to sneak out of the exit, but before I can a robotic voice murmurs behind me "Planning on going somewhere?".

I sigh, slowly turning around, before giving him a big sarcastic grin, "I'm going to get some food, girl's gotta eat" I say, patting my tummy.

Wrench just looks at me and sighs, "Okah fine, I was on my way to Blume so I can annihilate their systems and hack the shit out of them. That what you wanna hear?" I ask him.

"At least you're honest" Wrench says, grabbing his keys and laptop.

"What are you doing?" I ask him.

"Well you can't go alone" He says as if it's the most obvious thing.

"You aren't going to stop me, or tell the others?" I ask hesitantly.

"Pssh, we're not children, plus you're way too much fun to resit, you gorgeous temptation you!" He squeals.

I smile and raise my eyebrows, before going out the door.

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