Dуlan

Night. The only sounds in the room were the tapping of fingers on the keyboard, and the faint light coming from the computer screen.

Dylan was sitting at his desk, hunched over, programming an order for some jerk from FreeFly. A very stupid order that was making him very annoyed, but the 15000ST amount looked like it was worth it. "Hnh.." He sighed loudly. Tired and his throat was dry, he needed a drink. "Aah.." Automaton stood up from his chair and groaned loudly, catching the faint sound of his back crunching. Damn it. He rubbed his stiff limbs and took slow steps to open the door to the common room.