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The room was quiet, the only noise being the rustling of the blankets as 3GS pulled them up to his shoulders, sighing as his body sagged with exhaustion from the OSC tour. The room was quiet, too quiet and every small noise was deafening to 3GS. The duvet was bright orange, and was made of cheap microfiber—the type that made them want to rip their wires out. However, they found it best not to rip out all of his internal wiring, so instead they cradled themself, trying to block out the gritty duvet.
The door slipped open as Cabby eased into the room. She looked at 3GS, sensing something was up, and cautiously rolled over to him her wheels gliding over the smooth hardwood flooring. She stood beside the bed, watching as 3GS curled further in on himself. After a moment of uncomfortable silence Cabby spoke up, her voice laced with concern. "3GS, are you alright? You seem out of sorts." Her eyes narrowed, as she tried to asses what was wrong with 3GS.
"Huh?" 3GS spoke, his voice crackling due to his fried speaker. "I'm alright. Thanks for taking me and Four in, I appreciate it. I know it probably wasn't easy considering everything that happened with the game, but thanks none the less." He let go of the cringe-inducing duvet, letting it fall down with a crinkle.
"It's no big deal. We would rather deal with Mephone than have him suffer in the cold." She responded with a chuckle, her eyes glided over 3GS, noticing the way their body was still curled in on themself. "Do you need anything..?" She asked, placing her hand on their arm and mentally noting down the way they stiffened, she would write that down later.
They glanced over to where Cabby placed her hand before looking away again. "You've given me shelter, I don't think I need anything else." The broken phone paused. "But, Mephone4 would be nice."
"He's talking to Suitcase and OJ right now. I would've been present but OJ requested that I check up on you." Cabby pulled away her hand. "However, I'll send him your way once they're finished. If that's alright with you?"
3GS nodded, finally looking back at Cabby. "Yes, that's fine. Thank you." They leaned against the wall feeling it rub against their side. Hesitantly, they pulled the gritty duvet up to their shoulders trying to ignore the horrible texture that could've been used as a torture device.
"If you need anything don't be afraid to just ask, okay?" Cabby reassured, before turning to head for the door, wheels sliding across the floor before she reached the door, and left the room with a click.
The faint sound of wheels rolling on hardwood could faintly be heard from behind the door as Cabby headed back to the main lobby. Meanwhile, 3GS stayed leaning against the wall, blocking out the gritty duvet. He stared at the door with only one thought in his head.
Who was that?