Work Smarter Not Harder (001 x Reader)

I'm Ready

I can't sleep.

I'm worried everything tomorrow won't go accordingly.

I should be well rested but I can't seem to even close my eyes.

I check the time

11:56

Its almost tomorrow..

God this is so nerve racking..

I look around the room for something to do.

I notice the tiny desk in the corner of the room with paper and crayons.

I could color-

I sit up.

Yeah, I'll draw 016 a picture in return for the one she made me.

I Slowly slide out of my bed and make my way around the room to the desk.

I can tell the cameras picked up my movement because I heard it zoom in.

I turn around and hold up my middle finger.

"Fuck you Simon" I whisper.

I turn back and take a sheet of paper from the pile. I then open up the new box of crayons.

The smell of the wax fills my nose and the small space of the room. There nice and sharp.

What should I draw...

Than an idea pops in my head.

I'll draw her holding up a big trophy that's says winner.

I'm sure she'll like that..

I take a pencil and start sketching out her small figure.

I used the brown crayon to color in her buzzed head.

I'm definitely not the artist Will is.

Infact 016 might even be better then me-

I laugh at myself and continue drawing.

Once I'm done drawing her with a big smile I take the yellow crayon and begin making a big trophy.

(Time skip)

I fold up the picture and put a little "Congratulations 016" on the front so it looks like a certificate.

I smile at the finished product and slip it into my pocket nicely so it doesn't crinkle.

I glance up at the time.

12:27

It's officially the day of the Breakout.

I yawn.

Guess drawing really takes it out of you..

I stand up and make my way over to the bed, giving the camera a quick glare on the way.

I slip under the blanket and not long after I finally fall asleep.

(Time skip)

I jolt awake by the sound of the door opening.

I rub my eyes so they can focus again.

Peters face is looking at mine from the door way.

Peter: " Today's the day". He whispers.

I smirk.

"So it is".

He smiles.

Peter: " let's get you to the rainbow room for morning call".

I nod and slip out of bed.

I notice Peter glance at the back of the room.

Peter: " Were you up late?"