How To Fix a Zero Sanity Doctor

Chapter 11 - Poison Kiss

"It's... empty." Hellastic observed, entering the barren room. Inside was nothing but a bed, desk, and walk-in closet. You could hardly call this a suitable living area, despite it being clean and spotless. "So lifeless. Is this really my room?"

"Yep," Amiya answered. First order of business was getting a tour of Rhodes Island, and his living quarters just so happened to be first on that list. "Compared to the other dorms, yours is much bigger, and you don't have to share."

"But what if I want to share?" Hellastic asked. Sleeping by himself sounded so lonely, especially when he had the option to spend the night with more than a couple of people.

"No one's stopping you. Well, no one that can stop you is here right now."

Her answer satisfied the Doctor, who continued his meticulous inspection of his desolate room.

"So, is there a reason why my bed doesn't have a mattress?" Another thing he wanted to ask was why his bed, or should he say, the bed frame, was so large. You easily fit a dozen or more people on it... Oh.

"We can go buy some when we go shopping in Lungmen," Amiya proposed. It wasn't a bad idea except for a couple of oversights. Do standard stores even sell mattresses that big? Probably not. In all likeness, he'd have to get a custom order or something. The second oversight was a much more pressing concern.

"Where am I going to sleep tonight?" Surely Amiya wouldn't exile him to the couch, or worse, the floor. Right?

"The lounge has lots of comfy sofas for you to sleep on," Amiya replied, sealing Hellastic's fate. His world shattered. No, it can't be. He refused to believe it. Amiya, his sweet, innocent, bunny girl was condemning him to such a cruel, unjust and unthinkable fate. "Or you could sleep in my room..."

Salvation! There is still hope for his soul yet!

"As long as you promise that you'll only sleep in my room. Nothing else." Amiya added. "The terms are non-negotiable."

And it all comes crashing back down.

"What's your room like, anyways?" Hellastic asked, getting over his grief in the blink of an eye. A thought occurred to him that maybe he shouldn't think about banging his operators all the time and actually engage in some non-sexual bonding time. Like sleeping together with them.

Wait, the wording came off wrong there. Like having a sleepover with them. Yeah, that's better.

"Much smaller than yours, but I also have it to myself. I could show you next if you want."

"Sounds like a plan."

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Rhodes Island was just as big on the inside as the outside. Long, winding hallways, countless corridors, rooms for all sorts of purposes, and much much more. As far as Hellastic could tell, the layout was rather straightforward: all operators' living quarters resided on the same floor, which included Amiya's.

It was a moderate distance away. Their walk was filled with Hellastic asking all sorts of questions about Rhodes Island. Small talk ranging from how they did business to how many operators they employed to anything that caught his eye while walking, including a few operators that happened to walk by.

"Who's that?" Hellastic asked as the duo passed a lone operator. She wasn't the first person they passed, but the fact that she was alone did raise an eyebrow of his. That, and her closed off body-language. Oh, and her eyes. She never made eye-contact, so he only got a glimpse of them, but they were mesmerizing.

"Her codename's Blue Poison," Amiya happily answered. "She's a sniper who specializes in dealing with toxins."

"Interesting..." Hellastic trailed off, lost in thought.