Extend the Story - Add a Room

Behind the Shattered Glass by DuckDerping
Jack felt a fire burning inside him. Literally. He had to contain his anger. Focus. Focus. Focus. Jack calmly walked out of the room and into the hallway. He felt his wristwatch vibrating. 'Master, where to next? I can send bots to prepare your meal, prepare a bath, or fix your bed.' Said Wristy-y 2.0
'I do need a bath. Bring on the water.'
End Of Story

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