4When Lucy woke up six hours later, Eric heard her call out his name through the monitor, or rather she called out his cyborg ID. He’d really prefer it if Lucy would just call him Eric because hearing her use his ID bugged the s**t out of him. It was a loathing he secretly shared with Rachel.
Marcus had recently reported that his cyborg girlfriend was so damn cheerful these days he wasn’t ever allowed to be in a bad mood. From what Eric could tell, Marcus rarely was in a bad mood since Rachel had started warming his bed. The two of them were good for each other and had managed to carve a life out of the craziness. Eric thought it probably helped that Rachel wasn’t a cyborg in the truest sense… or at least she had never been a soldier. Not that her mental baggage wasn’t just as heavy.
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