{Optimus x OC}
❝ 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕? 𝑪𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒌? ❞
➥ Two years after Mission City was attacked, Humanity and the Autobots had made amends and created an alliance, Renna Graves in charge of the Autobots.
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STAYING UP LATE WAS normal for the young inventor, having stayed up countless of nights working on various of projects.
Sitting on her table was the project she had told Optimus about, tweaking and adjusting it.
Flipping on her welding helmet, Renna pauses. Was Optimus really going to be okay? Are the other Autobots going to be alright with Lennox alone? Everyone knows that Galloway hates Renna and just ignores Lennox.
Renna starts to fiddle with the bracelet on her left wrist, the Autobots symbol dangling from the metal with a watch like screen on the top. Renna stared at it, beginning to regret her decisions.
❛ Maybe I should've went with Optimus. I mean, he himself had to come out and convince me and Sam to come back with him. But... I need to do this for Danny. ❜ Renna looks over at the snoring male, headphones in his ears to tone out Renna's work and sleep peacefully.
Renna sucks in a breath, slowly letting it go, her beating heart not slowing down.
❝ Ma'am, is there something troubling you? ❞ JARVIS speaks up, the green tinted glasses sat on Renna's bedside table. The inventor turns to face them and grab them from the bedside table. ❝ I don't know, JARVIS. ❞
