Disclaimer: I do NOT own the awesome and incredible movie known as The
Matrix. Too bad.
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A man walked up to the vending machines in the hall outside his office. He pulled a dollar out of his suit pocket, and fed it to the soda machine. The machine whirred as it sucked up the dollar, and then whirred as it spit it back out.
He mumbled something that could be roughly translated as "stupid machine," and fed another dollar into the slot. The dollar disappeared again, but this time was not rejected.
MAKE SELECTION...
The man smiled. He would finally get his soda. He reached for the orange soda button.
KA-THUNK
That was odd. He hadn't pushed the button yet. Confused, he bent down and looked in the soda bin. His eyes widened in shock and he stumbled back into the wall, glasses slipping off his nose and clinging awkwardly to his face.
Out of the soda bin stepped a woman in black leather and sunglasses. She nodded politely in his direction and then walked briskly down the hall toward the main door. The man stared after her then slowly backed down the hallway until he reached his office door. Turning, he rushed inside and slammed the door behind him.
Trinity was on her phone within seconds of exiting the building.
"I'm in. Tank?"
"Yeah, Trin?"
"How are the repairs coming?"
"I should have the main line up and running well before you'll be ready to dial out."
"Good." Trinity rubbed the back of her neck. "Using the back-up always gives me a neck cramp."
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A man walked up to the vending machines in the hall outside his office. He pulled a dollar out of his suit pocket, and fed it to the soda machine. The machine whirred as it sucked up the dollar, and then whirred as it spit it back out.
He mumbled something that could be roughly translated as "stupid machine," and fed another dollar into the slot. The dollar disappeared again, but this time was not rejected.
MAKE SELECTION...
The man smiled. He would finally get his soda. He reached for the orange soda button.
KA-THUNK
That was odd. He hadn't pushed the button yet. Confused, he bent down and looked in the soda bin. His eyes widened in shock and he stumbled back into the wall, glasses slipping off his nose and clinging awkwardly to his face.
Out of the soda bin stepped a woman in black leather and sunglasses. She nodded politely in his direction and then walked briskly down the hall toward the main door. The man stared after her then slowly backed down the hallway until he reached his office door. Turning, he rushed inside and slammed the door behind him.
Trinity was on her phone within seconds of exiting the building.
"I'm in. Tank?"
"Yeah, Trin?"
"How are the repairs coming?"
"I should have the main line up and running well before you'll be ready to dial out."
"Good." Trinity rubbed the back of her neck. "Using the back-up always gives me a neck cramp."