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“What are you things??” Uzi questioned, clearly frightened.
“I-” N tried to speak but was quickly interrupted by metallic footsteps rushing along the corridors.
“Uzi!” Khan yelled
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*back at the doorman’s house*
“Uzi what the hell were you thinking?! Running off with a murder drone like that? Are you crazy!?”
“Ugh dad, I told you he isn't hostile! You saw it even after the fight with the two other murder drones!!”
“That's still no excuse young lady, you lied about going to look at the door exterior and about school, that's not ok. You're grounded”
Uzi groaned in frustration “BITE ME!!” she said as she ran off to her room, slamming the door behind her.
When Uzi went into her room she layed on her bed and started to drift off to sleep, but then something caught her eye on her bedside table, it was a childish drawing.
'Why would I have this?' Uzi thought as she picked it up.
It was of her and N.
'What? When did he make this?'
She got a frame from her cupboard and displayed the drawing inside, as she drifted off to sleep, her mind wandered off.
'I wonder what N is up to…'