(ϟ)—Is was a clam afternoon in the Hive. Being Nice's second day here turned out somewhat well. He's made a few friends and actually has had a few jobs, along with a permanent one. Though he wasn't one to keep a single job, but it was better off that he just stuck to one job than moving from one to another. His day had been somewhat long and he just wanted to relax to himself, so he put the headphones that were around his neck twenty-four seven over his ears and rode the train to sector six.

The train ride seemed longer than it should have and it was slightly irritating to him, but the Hive was big so he just brushed it off. As he was staring out the window watching the Hive move at top speed, he felt eyes burning into the back of his head. Slowly, he turned his head around and found nobody to be there, but he couldn't brush off the feeling that someone was watching him. The train came to his stop before he could look around the train some more to see who was staring him down. Getting off the train he walked into sector six and still felt like someone was watching him.

Turning around, he saw nobody there again. He shrugged, but in the back of his mind he was sure that their location was probably 50 feet in front of Nice so instead of finding them, he just ignored them. Nice walked and walked until he was able to find a nice tree to sit up against. As he sat down he pulled one leg up and rested his arm on it. Sliding his headphones down he spoke with a small friendly smile while watching the ground in front of him.