I haven't left in 3 days.
I haven't been this deep in the web for years; I really guess you could say my head was in the cloud.
Only reason I'm out is 'cause my the chip in my is sleeve burnt anyway so...I guess I'll have to go collect these clothes myself. I need to go try them on anyway, there's only so much a sleeve can do before you begin to let go of yourself.
My fault though, should've known.
Had I not been plugged in for so long maybe I would've thought twice and used my hologram- heck, even my headset; ARfit would've made more sense. I'll be damned if I can't refund these clothes, I know they won't fit. I don’t even have enough bitcoin left for luch.
It's times like these I miss my old place, my childhood home. Since The Tower, drones don't fly or deliver anymore...there's no gardens, no balconies. There's no space.
Maybe in there, yeah - but not out here.
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