Chapter 83: Reva
Xavier blinked. "A... what."
"A date. With my friend. Her name’s Reva. She’s part of the team that built the custom OS. Bit of a tech-head. Likes blades, drones, and fixing broken bots. She saw your photo on my feed and got curious."
"You put my photo on your feed?"
"Private feed. Chill."
Xavier sighed. "So let me get this straight. I get full access to some black-market, top-grade OS, and in return, I have to... date some girl?"
Angel nodded. "That’s the deal. One evening. One date. No obligations. No strings. Just... meet her, talk, vibe, that sort of thing. You can even ghost her after that. But she’ll never let me install the OS unless you say yes."
Xavier leaned back. "You sure you didn’t just set me up on a tech simping mission?"
Oliver was trying so hard not to laugh, he covered his mouth with his jacket sleeve.
Angel shrugged. "It’s the easiest deal you’ll ever get. Say yes, and I’ll call her right now."
Xavier sighed again. "Fine. One date. That’s all. I’m not joining her cult of soldering irons or whatever."
Angel fist-bumped the air. "You won’t regret it. She’s hot. Smart. And she built a drone that once hacked a police carrier in under twelve seconds."