Criminal

This S guy is a moron. I mean- WHAT IS HE EXACTLY.

This place up here is pretty big.. Yet it's also pretty small. There is only one room and the roof is just glass. I guess they tried to make it like a penthouse. It's really nice of them to make it like that, but.. This place isn't exactly.. "Finished." There's a constant cold draft coming from somewhere and there is no heating at all. I lie in the only bed, which is as far from the elevator it could be, thank god. Why did they have to make it an elevator? Did they miss that fact about me? What am I thinking? I shouldn't be complaining. I mean.. They are trying to protect me after all. I should just get to sleep and not think about it. But.. The fact that Undyne hates me now just because I thought her nickname was funny.. Ugh! I'm such a horrible person! How could I live with myself?! I pull the covers over my head, and I start to cry. Wait! I said I would think about it! Augh!! Okay, just sleep. I close my eyes and move into a comfortable position.
After a few moments I start rolling around. I sit up and sigh. "I can't sleep," I say aloud. I look to my right, and see a computer on a desk. It's probably mine from home. Maybe there's wi-fi here? I hope so. I get up and walk to the computer quickly; the floor is freezing cold! I jump onto the chair, which rolls away from the desk. I lean forward and grab the edge of the desk and pull myself up to it. I open my laptop and press the power button. It has battery, thank goodness. Maybe they messed with my laptop or something, because there are new apps installed onto it. Is it some type of chat device? I hope it doesn't bring me any malware. Opening the new chat device app, multiple tabs pop up on the screen. It looks like people are talking right now. I better not eavesdrop on them, that's rude.
I notice that there are drawers implemented in the desk, so I open them, curious as to what is being held inside. First drawer I open, the top right. There's a gun inside... NOPE! I'm sliding that back shut immediately. Next drawer holds something of mine. I was actually wondering where I put this at home. Now I can draw on my pc again! Oh, how I missed you, tablet. I open my painting program and begin drawing concept art for the game my group at work was working on.
"Maybe I can email them? Yeah, I'll just email them when I'm done," I smile as I talk aloud. A ding! suddenly went off from my computer. That startled me for a second, but then I realized that it was the new chat app they installed on my computer. There was a notification on the bottom left of the screen: "STS wants to chat: you're still up? i thought i told you to go to sleep."
"STS? What? Umm.." I voiced my confusion, as usual, and opened it up. Right away, another message from the same person came.
"it's s," they said. Now I feel really stupid.
"Yeah? So what? Got a problem with it?" I responded, going back to drawing until he messaged back.
"as long as you're not trying to escape through the internet. i can see whatever you're doing on there. what are you doing, anyway?"
"I am making concept art for my work, thank you very much."
"work? i thought i said you were relieved of work until further notice."
"You did. It's just I'm the only artist in my work group and I have to help them make the game at least a little. I can do it from up here, so don't worry about me."
"i am not worrying about you. just go to bed. it's 5 in the morning." Already five? I definitely wasn't asleep for that long. Heck, I wasn't asleep at all.
"Fine, but I'm leaving my laptop on so I can finish this later."
"do what you want, missy."
-STS left the chat.
I seriously don't know what's up with this guy. It's like.. It's like he acts like he doesn't care. Ugh, I can't believe this. I get off of the chair and head back to bed.