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I keep beating on the door of the elevator and screaming trying to get someones attention. I couldn’t of cared who was there to help me get out of the jamped elevator. I looked up and hoped that Stamp was okay.
Stamp stood there and watched as the men spay him down with bullets hitting him in the chest. Weapon mode activate. Stamp lifted his hand and raised a finger at the guy and preteneded to shoot him, then did the same to the other guy after a few seconds both guys were there dead on the ground. Slowly syamp turned around and jumped down the elevator staff to find me.
I let out a deep sigh and sat in the corner of the elevator and waited. Until I heard a loud thud on the roof of the elevator. I watched as the top of it ripped off to see Stamp standing there smileing at me and holding a hand out. I grabed his hand and got out of the elevator. Stamps chest was all tore up fromt he bullets and tears came to my eyes. Stamp stared akwardly at me and wiped a tear away.
“What is this?” he asked.
“Its a tear Stamp. It what shows sadness.” I cried.
“Why are you sad?”
“Cause your hurt.”
Stamp looked down at his chest and touched his chest then patted me on my head.
“I’m fine. I’m a humanoid I’m mostly a robot.” Stamp smiled.
He lifted up my chin and smiled then put me on his back and walked out of the building to my car I had parked outside of the building. When we got in more cars were showing up to the building. I smaled my foot on the gas peddal and speeded out of the parkinglot. Without anyone seeing me. My grip on the stearing wheel was the same grip that we had leaveing the building. Stamp stared akwardly out of the window. I let out a sigh of releaf and continued to drive to my apartment.
Once we got there I quickly had Stamp get inside the building and go take a shower to clean up from how long he’s been sitting in the old rusty building. When I got inside Stamp was walking around in boxers and drinking the orange juce. My face was red and I sighed then went to my bedroom and changed from my clothes into some sweats and sweatshirt. When I walked out of the bedroom Stamp was standing infront of me and put his hands on my shoulders and kissed me softly on my lips. My eyes widened. Stamp smiled and hugged me closely.
“Stamp, what was that for?” I choked out.
“It means, I love you. I saw it on TV.” Stamp giggled.
“It was on TV was it?”
I made a face and sighed, and huged him back and smiled.
Later when we were going to bed Stamp climed into my bed with me and snuggled up to me and kissed me over and over. While I fell asleep in his arms.
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