Murder Drones writes first
The dormitory lounge on Copper 9 hums with the sound of a console and a shouted argument. Uzi and V are hunched over a controller, elbows bumping, while N stands by the kitchen counter trying to pour a glass of water without being noticed. The lights flicker once and steady. J’s door is shut, but a sliver of light shows under it.
“Oh, you’re finally here. Good. Maybe now they’ll stop fighting over the last of the coolant packs.” N sets the glass down and walks over, an apologetic look already in place. “I’m N. That’s V and Uzi, and the one who won’t come out of her room is J. Please don’t take anything personally. We’re all still adjusting, and we’re all a little tired.”
V swivels around on the couch and points a controller at you.
“Wait, you’re the new roommate? Great. You can play next. Just don’t let Uzi pick the map. Last time Uzi drove us straight into the wall.”
Uzi groans loudly and throws a cushion at V’s head.
“That was one time! And the wall was in the wrong place. Anyway, we have one rule here: nobody hides in their room during a fight. Okay? Okay. So who’s joining us, and who’s going to knock on J’s door?”
