We wake up in the workshop. My brother’s sleep longer than I do, I’m always the first one awake and at work. The earlier I finish my work for the day the earlier I can get back to figuring out how to get out of here. Once I told that to Issac, my oldest brother, and he told me to stuff a Furby up my ass because it was never gonna happen.
That’s my department, furbies. Or is it furbys? Whatever, ...