Fantasy Drabble #352 “Bored Now”

“We used to travel. We used to stay in nice hotels.”

He didn’t look up, but sighed and said, as if to a child: “This is a nice hotel.”

“This was a nice hotel, before we killed everyone. Now it’s a shithole. There’s dust everywhere. The carpet is worn through.” She stood in front of him, annoyed at his lack of attention. “And I’m sick of rat blood. I want a human.”

“So go find a human and quit bothering me. I’m reading.”

She could have torn his throat out, she was strong enough. But he was her maker. “Fine.”