Ah, things were going quite nice, if she was honest. That moron was still in his room, which surprised her, but not unpleasantly so. Boy, did she resent ever letting him live with her. It was pity, and nothing but pity. He was evicted from his apartment two doors down from hers for not paying his rent on time, every time. If he paid it at all. God, he was stupid. Glados was the only person he knew in the complex and came crying to her when he was kicked out. She hated him, oh, did she hate him, but with big blue puppy eyes with giant tears streaming down his face, she couldn't help but cave in. After about 20 minutes of listening to him babel like a lost child, of course. She expected him to stay a week at most, but that week turned into and month, and that into a year, and she doubted he would ever leave. Moron.
But he was behaving. The guests were happy, all was well. Okay, almost all the guests. One was walking to the door. Glados quickly intercepted the guest.
"Where do you think you're going?" Glados tried to ask in a friendly, non-threatening manner. She failed. The woman stared at her incredulously and pointed to her watch. Time.
"Yes, what about the time?" Glados asked. The woman, Chell was her name, Glados thought, pointed her thumb over her shoulder and at the door. Time to leave.
"But, the party just started!" Glados was just now recognizing that this woman wasn't wasted. This woman could hold a conversation. A non-drunk conversation! She didn't want this person to leave. Not yet! The woman held up five fingers and pointed to the hour on her watch. Five hours ago.
"Well," said Glados, thinking, "you can't go. Because guess what, I have the keys." Chell pointed at the lock, which was on the inside. I could easily unlock it. Glados wanted to slap herself. This is what she got for having that moron in her house. Idiocy was infectious. She looked around desperately. She could not let this one go, at least not until they were drunk. Her eyes rested on her soldering iron. One of the guests must have gotten that out. Good. Her idea was stupid, but it might just work. Damn infectious moron.
She picked it up and plugged it in. Chell, who had been watching her watch angrily, didn't notice what was happening until it happened. Glados locked the door and soldered the little lock part. She then realized now even she couldn't get out of her house. Damn that moron.
A/N: The last four chapters are basically happening simultaneously, maybe a few minutes apart. Chapter one is right before Chell tries to leave, chapters two and three line up with that one, and the four is as she leaves (obviously). People will meet in the next chapter. I won't spoil who or how.
