Latté was late, incredibly late. After her little incident with a banana peel she had missed the airship and now it was almost noon. She was supposed to show up this morning for some sort of orientation, but now she had no idea where to go or even where anything was. Standing in what was obviously the main courtyard she saw plenty of students going about their business. Of course she had no Idea where her business was or how to get there so she just stood there with a look of confusion on her face.
Somewhat disheartened she found a bench to sit on and removed her backpack. She didn’t have a whole lot of stuff, Just some more clothes her s.m.g. a few extra magazines and a whole lot of rounds. Luckily the bench didn’t bend under her weight, there had been that one incident with a chair at a local cafe. Having the mind of a teenage girl she was very conscious about her weight, sure she knew that it was due to the fact she was a robot, but that didn’t make her feel any better about it. Though on the bright side she didn’t have to worry about getting fat.
Somewhat disheartened she found a bench to sit on and removed her backpack. She didn’t have a whole lot of stuff, Just some more clothes her s.m.g. a few extra magazines and a whole lot of rounds. Luckily the bench didn’t bend under her weight, there had been that one incident with a chair at a local cafe. Having the mind of a teenage girl she was very conscious about her weight, sure she knew that it was due to the fact she was a robot, but that didn’t make her feel any better about it. Though on the bright side she didn’t have to worry about getting fat.