After spending half the night bantering with a fucking AI that had somehow managed to blackmail him and shut him up in ways nobody else ever had, Young Aether finally collapsed onto the couch. The exhaustion from everything that had happened, the running, the near-death experiences, and the endless nonsense finally caught up to him.
Aether ended up sleeping far more deeply than expected.
Until somebody disturbed him.
"Achoo!"
Slowly opening his eyes, he was greeted by the sight of a gorgeous young woman standing only a few steps away.
She wore a black crop top and a short skirt that showed off her long legs. In one hand, she held a feather rod usually used for teasing cats, while her other hand lazily twirled a strand of her hair. A pink bubble gum moved between her lips as she chewed without hurry.
Most importantly, she was staring directly at him.
Not with simple curiosity.
