The Perfect Run
Chapter 24
It was a bright new day in New Rome.
The sun was rising. Bullets were flying. Rats were singing.
Standing at the balcony of Jamie’s apartment in casual clothes, a coffee mug in his right hand, Ryan glanced at the rodents occupying the area. Ki-jung's rats seemed to be doing some stretching exercises while dawn rose beyond the horizon, showing incredible levels of flexibility. They were cute, for enormous mutant rodents.
But Ryan was a cat person at heart, and he was in a foul mood.
He grabbed his cellphone with his left hand and played pre-recorded music he had prepared just for the occasion. The terrible noise of felines meowing echoed across the apartment, startling the rats and sending them into a frenzied panic. They immediately dispersed, hiding beneath the sofa.
“Ryan!” Ki-jung shouted from the kitchen, busy making breakfast. “Stop it!”
“What?” he asked innocently, the rats glancing at Ryan upon realizing his trick. “It’s not forbidden to listen to cat music!”
“I’m not forbidden to throw you off the balcony either!”
“What is all the racket?” Jamie emerged from his bedroom, wearing only a shirt and boxers. Without his armor, he reminded Ryan of a grizzly bear emerging from his cave. The first thing the mob enforcer did was to kiss his girlfriend, then join the courier at the balcony with a coffee cup of his own.
“Nothing,” Ryan replied, hiding his cell phone. Ki-jung's rats emerged from their hiding spots to gather behind his back, glaring at him. Seeing a dozen rats in that position may have frightened a normal person, but the courier just meowed at them.
“You’re impossible,” Jamie replied, his eyes blinked as he slowly woke up. A rat jumped on the balcony’s ramp, the Genome scratching it between the ears. “How are you feeling?”
“Whimsically peachy.”
“Ryan,” Jamie looked at him in the eye, “how do you really feel?”
Was he that bad at hiding it? Ryan looked at the distant, warming sun. “I don’t feel anything.”
“Anything as in…”
“Nothing,” Ryan replied with a sigh. “I feel empty.”
Well, to be precise, he felt like someone whose years-long quest had ended disastrously. Ryan had expected a happy reunion that would make everything better, and he had only found more tears and sadness. Emptiness had been his natural state for years, until learning of Len’s survival had given him a newfound direction. His endless existence finally had a purpose.
Except Len didn’t want Ryan in her life. Hell, she was an even bigger wreck than he was.
“But I’m used to it,” the courier replied with optimism. “That just means I’ve just got to find something to fill the void!”
Even that stunt with the rats was an attempt to get his mind off Len. He had found chaos and whimsical jokes a welcome distraction when in a bad mood. Confusion energized him, while introspection made him feel stale and restless.
Jamie shook his head, before looking at the sunlight too. “I’m sorry.”
“About what?”
“About your girl. I’m sorry she broke your heart.”
“I haven’t been dumped,” Ryan protested since he clearly had misunderstood the situation.
“I know rejection is painful,” Zanbato consoled him, digging himself deeper. “And that’s okay. It happens to everyone. She wasn’t the right person for you, or perhaps now was not the right moment. You’re still young, you will find someone.”
For empty platitudes, Jamie managed to make them sound inspired. Maybe because he earnestly tried to cheer him up.
“The worst part is,” Ryan said, letting out some frustration instead of bottling it up, “she’s in pain, and I don’t know how to help yet."
His words seemed to resonate with Jamie, who opened his mouth without saying anything, seemingly rehearsing his words in his head. He glanced at the rats and told them to shoo away. The rodents let out a vengeful screech at Ryan and then moved to the kitchen.
“You know one day, a former friend and I found someone having an overdose. A homeless woman.” Jamie spoke once the rats out of earshot, his voice breaking. “She would have died if we hadn’t been there.”
Ryan could sense the sheer emotion brimming in Jamie’s voice, and said nothing. It clearly came from the heart.
I considered her my responsibility. I tried to help her clean herself up. It was hard. It was really hard. It took months to deal with the relapses, the bad habits, and help her find a job… a lot of my friends, they didn’t understand. They thought I was just wasting my time. That she was hopeless. But… but she wasn’t. It worked out. It was
the kitchen
have pretty deep scars. Don’t
nodded but didn’t
it the way Ryan did, “and we will organize a party next Thursday at the house. To
or a
most of whom are
going to whore me out? Am I to pay the rent in my flesh
will happen during the party will stay at the party. You may see... weird stuff.” The more Jamie spoke, the more embarrassed he
had a high drug threshold, Ryan had a pretty good idea of how the party would degenerate. “Oh you know,
Bliss or cats allowed, and you help clean up tomorrow morning,” Jamie added firmly. “Also, no matter what happens, don’t fuck Vamp. You can hook up with anyone,
route? How
yourself that she’s a goddamn succubus who will drain you to death if you fall
at all
part of the hit squad, and she takes it personally when she isn’t invited to group events. Trust me, it’s less drama
from inside the apartment. “Don’t forget to
thank you, honey!” Jamie shouted back, before focusing on Ryan. “She’s off-limits for a reason I cannot divulge yet, but trust me. If
didn’t know anything
…
the courier wasn’t in
on the matchmaking attempt,” Ryan said, bored
take you for a party
life, my motto was ‘try them all until you find the perfect one,’” Ryan explained. “But afterward, it became stale and
I see what you
advocating for me to fight for true love, and then try to hook me up
her issues, but if she isn’t interested, take the hint and look for companionship elsewhere.” Jamie put a hand on Ryan’s shoulder, overflowing with warm
towards
replied,
marry this man, I will do it
don’t share!” she replied
you had the same sense of humor,” Jamie said, putting a hand on Ryan’s shoulder. Both Genomes returned to the kitchen, putting their empty cups in
herself. However, she also handed a lunchbox to Ryan. “Here,” she said. “For
I was going to grab a
in Ryan’s arms. “Knowing Vulcan, she won’t let you out of her workshop until she has worked you
it was almost
arm, Ryan prepared to leave for work but stopped in front of Lanka’s bedroom first. “Sleeping beauty?” The courier knocked. “It’s the police, wake up! Hands on
heard a groan behind the door, alongside the sound of empty bottles falling to the ground. “Is it three in the afternoon
“No.”
“Then fuck off.”
think of it, she remained awake very late into the night. She probably worked evening
away. Even at this early hour, traffic in New Rome was insane, reminding the courier of the worst hours of the pre-war
tada…” Curse Henry Mancini, and his
cheery song, especially after
ending had gnawed at him all evening, as he tried to figure out a way to help Len get over her issues. Unfortunately, he saw none yet, or at least none that wouldn’t make things worse. Ryan had gained a certain
if not him, then whom? The
main quest had ended in a disaster, and Ryan didn’t
quests instead of starting a new loop. He had promised different people to drive the Meta out of Rust Town and to blow up the Augusti’s superlab, and the
Afterward though…
the driving force of his existence lately, a welcome intermission in his
to think this way. There was a way to solve this, he just needed time to figure it
“Don’t turn around.”
around in the back seat but saw nothing. “The green giant is
No answer.
a code,” Ryan replied, looking back at the road. “What if I were a shapeshifter? You would have blown your cover. Frankly, you should leave the real work
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