Prototype
Back to the center architecture of the city, the floor they were brought to was just as lavish and pristine as Nikko's own home. Jasper wasted no time face planting the sofa, while Charlotte found her way to a bedroom.
Seeing such a nearly kept place to rest in was something Finn only believed was a luxury reserved for the Tower. Still, staring up at that television, it felt nostalgic.
"Is it to your liking?" Nikko asked. "I'm not exactly an architect, but I designed this all myself."
"Seriously? Just what kind of system is it that you have anyway?" Finn questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"It's a secret," Nikko playfully answered, tapping the side of his head.
"A bit unfair to keep it one-sided like that. But, I've got a pretty good idea of what your system is anyway," Finn accepted with a shrug.