The Last Man on Earth

The last man on earth, somehow.

The thought crossed your mind during almost every one of the now rare dull moments where you had time to focus on something other than the project. Whatever it was that had happened during 'The Disappearance', it left you in a pretty good spot. You knew that most guys had probably fantasized about your situation at one point or another before they all vanished, and you weren't a fool, you knew when to appreciate a gift while you could. So that is exactly what you did with your new life once you settled into the idea that this wasn't just an eyes closed jerk off dream anymore.

Life after the disappearance wasn't too bad either, once you were confirmed to be the last man on earth the new--all female government, as well as the new--all female U.N. put together a brand new--all female (sensing a theme here?) task to ensure your safety and preservation. Sure it might have sounded kind of like you were some sort of lab rat when you say it like that, but it really wasn't all that bad, in reality it was actually pretty awesome if you were being honest. Once the task was setup you were moved into a new ultra high tech compound, like something you might imagine a space base on the Moon to look like. White, clean walls and floors, high tech security, fancy gadgets in every nook and cranny of the place, lab coats and uniforms on most the staff. It wasn't all cold and without character though. There were a couple of massive halls within the facility, they were used fairly often to host things like parties, visits from political figures, special screenings and early access to shows and movies, etc.

Unfortunately though, some things never change.

Sunlight began piercing your eyes. "God damn it." You mumbled to yourself as your eyes began to open. "I am the most important person on earth but some how I still can't sleep in."

"We have been over this before." Chimed a familiar voice from the other side of your bed. You couldn't help but at least try and bury your face back into the pillow as a last ditch effort at getting back to bed. Although you knew it would never work with your assistant there, well not assistant, more like guide. Actually honestly more like your own personal sidekick.

"You know, if it wasn't for m..." You started to mumble, before you were quickly cut off by her voice again, as expected.

"Sir you have three sessions scheduled for tonight, as well as your daily training in a little while. Also, Lady President Moore is coming to visit the facility again today, she wishes to continue your talks from last week." Your assistant chirped back at you while staring down at her tablet device. You might have been the most important man on earth but you still had a schedule to follow, even if you didn't want too.

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