When I logged off, the pod hissed open and spat me out into the gaming room, I laid there to yawn and stretched for a minute before finally climbing out with messy hair and sore neck.
"Uwaaaaaaa~"
I looked to my left to see Hailie's pod still close, and I couldn't see inside, but I do hope that she was still alive because… Looking from the outside really give people anxiety, I mean, who wouldn'tt be anxious about their love ones being stuck in a small, confined space and drifted to sleep?
I looked to the door and saw that Gerald, Hailie's butler, was already sitting there. He was waiting, as always, for his little mistress to wake so he could take her to class when the time comes and she logs off.
Gerald sat with his back straight on a gaming chair turned towards the pods, on his lap was a small, pocket-sized book on hand that was probably a hassle to read in this dim light.
I waved at the guy with both hands, fingers spread.
He nodded at me.
