People

Lucas

Isaac pulled me from my bed slowly and I remembered all the counting. So many numbers. They swirled around in my mind and made my head ache.

Why're you tapping your foot?

His voice pulled me from the trance.

I hadn't even noticed the clicking of rubber against cheap tile which my foot was making.

Quickly covering it with the other foot it became a shaking motion instead.

Shaky leg syndrome.

Mhm, sure. Anyways come on I want to show you my office.

I rubbed my eyes.

Can't it want until morning?

Ngggghhhhh, I want to show you now though.

Alright, I'm game.

Stretching my arms I jumped off the bed and spun around snapping my fingers and winking groggily.

Let's get crackalacking.

He chuckled and took off with my wrist in grip, body staggering behind.

Damn this little dudes got a lot of strength.

After a short run/drag we get to a dead end.

I look at him confused.

You're gonna love this.

Pushing with both hands on the wall there was a click.

Slowly the entire end of the hallway driffted open.

My jaw hung in awe as the opening revealed a room with clocks lining the walls and a checkerboard pattern covering the floor.

He smirked seeing my drool slipping.

You like?

With mouth still ajar I nodded vigorously.

Come on, I'll show you all the stuff I put in.

How did you even-?

I've got a guy. Know some gangstas.

I laughed.

Sure you do.

Oh whatever just enjoy alright?

He walked over to a blue faced clock and pushed it in like he did the door, but this one came straight out.

Coke?

Brooooooooo, no way.

Yes way! It's a mini fridge!

I threw my head back and stuck my arm out.

Coke me.

He handed me one grabbing himself one too.

So no couch? Or like seats?

He smirked and gave eye brow wiggles.

I thought you'd never ask.

Moving to the other side of the room he stuck his fingers in a bare spot in the wall and pulled.

It was a freaking pull out couch in the wall. ?!

He held a finger up as he walked over to the middle of the room.

pushing one foot down hard on the floor a panel shot up about an inch.

Sticking his fingers under the carpeted tile he brought it up.

It was a shelf sort of thing with an old TV sitting on top, encased by the tile.

Once again my mouth hung open.

It only plays old cartoon due to no singnal out here and me owning a bunch of cartoon DVDs, but hey it's pretty cool if I'd say so myself.

I think you might be the most genius doctor ever short stack.

Aye watch it! I didn't have to share with ya, I could lock myself in and leave you out.

I fell to my knees and put my hand to my face in disparity.

No please! I'll be good.

We both laughed and sat down.

The soundtrack from the looney toons played as the show started and I let myself forget where I was.

Wait, why was I here? I don't even remember getting here, to People. Why was I in here?