Playing With My Pocket Portals Pt2
I ambled into the bathroom bleary-eyed and fumbled with the sink faucet. I rubbed cold water into my eyes and prepared myself for a much-needed day off. I sighed deeply and considered what PC game I was going to play first. “Yeah you gotta see this fucking thing…” My thoughts were interrupted by muffled conversation trickling from my sister’s room. “…I don’t know where he got it…” Our bedrooms were connected by a neat little jack-and-jill bathroom, doors on opposing sides, so I could sometimes hear her thumping music or one side of her phone conversations faintly through the door when I was taking a piss. A small keyhole below the doorknob allowed a certain amount of sound to seep through. “Yeah I’ll find a way…” the conversation piqued my interest as I began to …