This is Fine | INVITE Jan 2, 2021 17:41:55 GMT -6
Post by Carro Hofferson on Jan 2, 2021 17:41:55 GMT -6
THIS IS FINE
CARRO's PL: 100
"Pleasure doing business with you- have a nice day!" Carro waved off some departing customers. The sun had began to set over Central City, and with it another work day at Crop Co for its employees. Many were happy to see Carro doing so well, clearly he was in much higher spirits ever since his revival. The President was as chipper and hopeful to ever around everyone he met- an inspiring beacon to Earth's people to give hope to the idea that things would only get better from here.
Carro was a very good actor.
The moment he'd waved off the last few employees and was certain they were gone, the friendly smile on his face faded as a deap, shaky sigh crumbled out of his throat. Carro closed the glass door behind him, but turned to head back into the company instead of out with the rest of his coworkers. There was rest for the weary today, nor any of the days before or after now.
Carro turned to head back down the halls, now dead silent, void of the bustling life of their many employees and drones. He could make out his reflection somewhat in the clean, tiled floor. Carro stopped for a moment, looking down at the vague mirror of his face. He wiped under one of his eyes tiredly, wiping off the thick makeup he had to use to blot out the dark purple bag beneath. His once fitting clothes hung more loosely over his frame, which had somehow become even skinner over the past few months. He didn't think about the deep scars beneath them. He was fine, just like he kept telling everyone...
...Though he couldn't stop part of him from wishing he'd have someone to even tell that to again.
Where had everyone gone these past few months?
Was it something he said?
Quickly making his way to his office, Carro flipped open some blueprints again- they wouldn't finish themselves. He couldn't think about how he hadn't heard from Sulfur in weeks and how much he missed her when there were drafts that needed review, or how Van probably was upset with him and how much of a lecture he was in for if he ever found out about anything Carro was thinking when he had to work out the latest designs for more defense drones for when some wise guy would inevitably try to blow up the entire planet again. At least during these late hours, he could dedicate the energy he would normally use to putting on a mask and acting fine and dandy to his work when there was nobody around.
Unfortunately for the President, he'd left the door to Crop Co completely unlocked and cracked open in his tired haze.