Brandon stood up and picked up the crumpled-up note. He put it in his hoodie pocket.
Before heading for the door, he looked at Jioni, who stood static.
“You didn’t come back with ancient tech either, huh?” Brandon observed.
“I didn’t. Today is just not my day.”
“Then maybe tomorrow will be.”
“Maybe. I guess, thanks, yeah.” Jioni smiled. Thanks for helping me with this. You’re an amazing friend, honestly.”
Her eyes were vacant and red from exhaustion. She stood up and followed him to the door with shuffled steps.
