Five-Minute fiction - 01:33-01:38
There he is! Hansen said as Thrope pushed the door to the office open. The man threw his arms wide, an affectionate gesture but one Thrope hardly considered to be of any value. Hansen pushed himself back from the deck and embraced Thrope before he could resist. How are ya? You old dog. His words were tinged with some measure of expectation, they almost dripped with a forced sincerity.
Cut the crap, Hansen. What do you want? Thrope said throwing the man off and taking a step back.
Right, Hansen said as he straightened his suit. The corporate men always wore suits, despite the apparent shortage of raw materials. Forgot you were a down to business sort. My mistake. Would you like something to drink? Jenaveve!!!
Another door in the room slid open silently and Thrope had to pause at the thought that the main door was heavy, oak, and had to pushed open, while the other door was modern, high-tech, and seemed automated. But little time could be given over to reflection on the matter
There he is! Hansen said as Thrope pushed the door to the office open. The man threw his arms wide, an affectionate gesture but one Thrope hardly considered to be of any value. Hansen pushed himself back from the deck and embraced Thrope before he could resist. How are ya? You old dog. His words were tinged with some measure of expectation, they almost dripped with a forced sincerity.
Cut the crap, Hansen. What do you want? Thrope said throwing the man off and taking a step back.
Right, Hansen said as he straightened his suit. The corporate men always wore suits, despite the apparent shortage of raw materials. Forgot you were a down to business sort. My mistake. Would you like something to drink? Jenaveve!!!
Another door in the room slid open silently and Thrope had to pause at the thought that the main door was heavy, oak, and had to pushed open, while the other door was modern, high-tech, and seemed automated. But little time could be given over to reflection on the matter