Viola stumbled back into her apartment on a fairly warm Saturday night. Drunk.
She accidentally threw her keys onto the floor, giggling as she fell down trying to pick them back up.
“Jeez, Vee.” A voice spoke from the hallway. Viola’s drunken eyes widened to see her roommate, Anna wearing her pyjamas, “again?”
“Whaaaaat?” Viola said, loudly, “Jesse and the boys were out and I tagged along… I wasn’t drinking alone again.”
“But it’s two in the morning, I was about to get some shut-eye. Then I hear the door slam shut, probably waking up everyone on the damn floor.”
“Pfft.” Viola waved her hand, as if to dismiss it, “who cares about them. They don’t like us!”
“No shit!” Anna said, placing her fingers on the bridge of her nose, “I just don’t want us getting kicked out of this apartment! It’s perfect for both of us!”
“I knowwww…” Viola said, “…I know.” She said quieter, “sorry.” She finished.
Viola grabbed her keys and pushed herself up. She got to her feet, and quickly almost fell backwards. Anna rushed forward to grab her, but Viola balanced herself, “I’m good.” She said, giving a thumbs up.
The night was a lot quieter after that. Viola pretty much threw herself onto her bed, and passed out immediately.
Anna checked on her maybe 20 minutes later, and made sure she was safe.
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BEEP!
Viola’s eyes slowly opened, the sound of her alarm pissing her off as much as usual.
She pushed herself up, looking at her open-window. The city, in broad daylight.
“What time is it?” She groaned, the hangover beginning to fade in. She groaned again.
She stood herself up, looking down at herself. Still fully clothed, wearing a skirt, some leggings, a pair of semi-casual heels, and a top that was arguably showing a little too much skin. She rubbed her face. It’s always Jesse who convinces her to go a little too crazy.
She sluggishly walked over to her door, and re entered the apartment.
She faced the kitchen, walking over and grabbed a glass from the cabinet, pouring and subsequently drinking a tall order of water. Then again. And again. Until she couldn’t stand there taste of it.
She leaned over the counter, expecting to see Anna sitting in her usual spot on the couch typing away at some new code. But nope. Nowhere to be seen.
Viola walked back to her room, with the intention of changing into something a little more comfortable (or at least some slippers). She walked past Anna’s room. She hesitated, but ultimately leaned over and gave a quiet knock on the door.
Nothing.
She did it again, knocking a little harder. Still nothing.
Without really thinking, she slowly creaked the handle down to check on her roommate, opening the door a crack. She looked inside.
She was nowhere to be found.
“Huh…” Viola said. She opened the door wider, wondering if maybe she was by her desk. But she wasn’t. All that was there was her big PC and monitor as usual… and a new tablet.
Viola was always the curious type. She spent at least 60% of her time with Anna, considering they were roommates (and had a pretty good relationship), but she’d never seen this tablet before.
She stepped into Anna’s room, and peeped over to get a look at this device. Which appeared to still be on? It wasn’t anything interesting (at least visually), just a bunch of words and numbers in a kinda retro-greenish/blueish lettering. But in the middle of the screen was a silhouette of Anna… completely nude.
Viola went bright red from embarrassment. She didn’t mean to stumble onto this! She was just curious. This was probably some medical related thing just for Anna’s eyes only.
Not wanting to violate any more of her roommates privacy. She leaned over and pressed the power button, so she wouldn’t be tempted to look at it any further.
BEEP!
Viola’s eyes opened wide as the device seemingly completely wiped clean. The data vanished for a few seconds.
She panicked, thinking she’d completely wiped the entire device’s records. She quickly grabbed the device to try and do something to fix it. Anything!
Beep.
The device opened again.
- Scan Complete -
0 - Transfromee’s Present - 0
< Anna Ramirez [25] >
< Viola Thompson [24] >
Viola looked astounded. Confused. D-did Anna make her a profile? What even is this thing!?