Ray washed his face in the bathroom first, cold water slapping the last of the sofa-sleep off him. When he came out, Milady was already standing by the open hatch like she'd been waiting the whole time.
"Move," she said.
They went down together. The stairs were narrow, concrete, lit by a strip of pale light that felt way too clean for a house that looked like an anime merch shrine upstairs. Ray's mouth fell open the second the bunker opened up.
The place was bigger than it had any right to be. Smooth walls, quiet air system, a second room off to the side. Under a weeb house, he thought. A whole-ass bunker under a weeb house.
"Say that out loud and I'll throw you back on the sofa," Milady snapped without even turning around.
Ray winced. "I didn't say anything."
"You thought it loud enough."
She pushed open the side room. Ray stepped in and stopped cold.
