Kris blinked and looked around the room. He scratched his head. He had been watching...something? It was something...bright and shiny? No that was Bubble Boy. Kris had been told something about...something. He managed to stand up on two very wobbly legs, as the door swung open again. Now a woman entered, a woman only a little older than Kris.
"Hello Kris, how are we feeling?" The woman was sculpted like a Roman statue, with curly brown hair and a freckle covered face. Kris eyed her nervously. He felt like a caged animal, dealing with a predator. The woman kept on smiling. "My name is Angela. I've been assigned by Dr. Braxton to be your...special friend." Kris forced a grin.
"Really? WEll you outta know, any girl paired with me, ends up in bed with me." Kris said.
'That probably sounded cooler in your head.' Angela thought, not voicing that opinion. Kris tried to look confident, but he felt...off somehow. Beyond that, looking at Angela wasn't doing anything for him. Well to be honest, women never did anything for him, but Kris was able to convince himself they were attractive and essentially force his own arousal.
"We'll see about that Kris." Angela said. "Now we're going to go to your room, classes begin tomorrow. You will be fed in your room and allowed out for classes and exercise twice a day." Kris gave a very loud sigh. "Now now, no need to be a sad puppy." Kris snorted at that last word.
'Puppy? I'm a fucking bad dog...' He frowned, 'What the hell? Why'd I think about dogs?' Angela, ignoring Kris' confused look, to the boy by the hand and led him out of the room.
Kris usually hated being dragged around like a kid. He felt like he was on a leash. Today though, Kris just didn't have the energy. He was lead into another hallway, this one with red metal doors, each one numbered. Kris could hear noises coming from behind some of the doors.
"Is that barking?" He asked.
"I don't hear barking." Angela said. "You're being such a GOOD boy, nice and obedient." Kris scowled at her. And his butt twitched. It wiggled side to side. The two stopped at a door with a 14 stenciled onto it. Kris counted twenty doors total in the hallway. Aside from the doors, everything was stark white. Kris could see his own reflection perfectly on the floor.
Angela used a key card to open the door, revealing a tiny little cell. It was designed like a cube, almost perfectly square. The room was empty, besides a perfectly round bed and blanket. Nothing else. Kris looked up at Angela.
"Don't I get a TV? Fuck, I'd take a book lady."
"You will receive more as you earn it." Angela said with a smirk. "For now you have done nothing to earn reward, so your room is bare. Not even bare bones, since you'd enjoy having bare bones in here." Kris looked confused. His "special friend" just laughed and pet him on the head.
"I will leave you for now to get settled in." Angela said, stepping out of the room, "And I will come for you when it is time for dinner." Kris ignored what she had to say. He could bum rush her right now. Or let her close him in...