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Chapter 14 by TheArchitect TheArchitect

The slavegirl chooses.

Stay.

Jen noticed that the shelves in the wardrobe could be folded downwards. She threw their bright, heavy and shiny contents into the opposite corner and made herself a place where she could sit somewhat comfortably.

"How long am I gonna wait? However long it takes."

This approach did not last long. At first, she was looking at the opposite wall, but at nothing in particular. Then her eyes wandered off to have a detailed look at some of the stuff hanging on the wall and lying on the shelves. As if after catching herself in the act, she threw her glance into the white outside. However, nothing could catch her attention out there, so she kept investigating the wardrobe. At least the reflections on the shinies inside moved a little when she moved as well.

"Why can't I just put my brain on stand-by? It's so damn hard to keep it from trying to entertain itself!"

{If Insanity < 20}Jen stared down a number of garments, rubbed her bracelets thoroughly, then looked outside again.

"What kind of a mall doesn't have a clock hanging anywhere? I have no idea how good or bad I am at this waiting thing."{else}"This wardrobe already has everything to fix your problems! Use this latex hood against your wandering eyes! Use more steel to keep yourself from the slightest possibility of moving somewhere. Easy and effective!"

Jen buried her face in her palms. She was such easy prey for this entertainment spirit of hers. The silence was already driving her crazy, but if she could not find a way to shut the second voice up, she was going to do something regrettable very shortly.{endif}

Boredom is a bitch.

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