Jesus, Where am I?

[Applesintime]

“No worries man, anytime.” Checking the ground again for anything dangerous, Michael pushed himself up. Kinda sucked he had to check for stuff like that, but nobody gave a shit about this place. Letting kids play here would just be a health and safety hazard.

“Uh, want me to call you an Uber or something? Or can you get back home by yourself alright?” Cars were always the enemy, you know the drill, but it was convenient to have the app.

[SharkyTGirl185]

“I’ll…I’ll make it home.” He waved off as he slowly began rocking and took a step, beginning his trek into the night. He paused momentarily, hesitating before glancing back “…See you around.”

He turned back and moseyed back into the shadows.

((Chester Bissette continued elsewhere….)

[Applesintime]

“See ya.” Michael waved goodbye, watching Chester saunter off into the darkness of the night.

Well, as dark as it could get in Las Vegas anyway. Place was like 90% neon lighting and LEDs. You could probably see it from space. And then you had whatever the Sphere was looking like at that particular moment. Some sort of advertisement? A smiley face? Someone hacking into it and making it display porn? There were no limits in Las Vegas, except your overdraft because you’d go bankrupt playing roulette.

Anyway, uh. He was probably gonna head home himself. Would be a bit of a walk, but he’d manage. Or maybe there’d be a bike free he could grab.

((Michael Goldstein continued elsewhere))