Pilot: Over & Over

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plasma ball?

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Plasma Ball?!

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"Plasma Ball!"

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"PLASMA BALL!"

"ACK"

THUMP!

"owww"

I must've fallen asleep again... Great.

"are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine tea bag."

"Ok.... well then let's get back to work."

Ah right, the motorbike we were working on, a bright red and black that heavily stands out against the dull dark blue walls of the room, a real eyesore.

"Hey plasma ball?"

"Yes?"

"Can we stop for the night, I'm tired?."

"Tea bag I know your lying your only saying that because your afraid for my health but I'm fine and I have seen you work a full 10 hours without stop so if you work 2 more hours then we can stop."

"Plasma Ball it's 1:30 am You Need Sleep!"

"I'll be fine, now get back to work."

"PLASMA BALL WE'VE BEEN WORKING ON THIS BIKE FOR 3 HOURS NOW YOU NEED TO GO TO BED!"

"I SAID I'LL BE FI-

all of a sudden the door gets kicked opened by my mute roommate / lab partner coffee.

"MY DOOR :("

"Hey Latino."

(Plasma ball go to bed this is not healthy for you.)

"Well we're-

(I'm not asking you I'm telling you, Go, To, Bed)

"...fine."

(Tea bag you want me to drive you home?)

"Yeah, that would be nice."

(Ok)

Then both of them walked out of the workshop as I walked into my room that was connected to it.

The room had even duller blue walls that that looked gray in the dim lighting of the room.

The room was mostly filled with broken machines and scrap metal along with a simple desk and a bed with the only decorations being cabinets and pictures on the wall with only one window by my bed.

"I try to be efficient and they stop me."

~~~

The next day.

Coffee's pov:

I wake up and hear the hum of a motor coming from the workshop and when I go in there I see plasma ball still working on that eyesore of a motorbike.

(Your still working on that?)

(Did you even sleep last night?)

"I slept long enough."

(And how long is long enough?)

"1 hour."

(PLASMA BALL!)

"Well anyways I'm going to get paint for the motorbike be right back."

And she walked out, I swear that woman always puts her work before her health.

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