They were in the same place now. That wasn’t going to last. Tory was going to have the opportunity to watch her ex-boyfriend make the future while she wound up standing in the past. He hoped her little slut could make it up to her. He sincerely doubted it.
Die. Please, die a stupid, painful death before you get a chance to procreate. You're not even worried about if your science will help people, you just want to be famous.
