The Not-So-Abandoned Warehouse - Saturday Afternoon

Barry had skipped over the fireworks last night to test the durability of his recently developed fabric. The testing was soon interrupted by the chirp of his tablet letting him know that he had a text from back home.

( Your BFF is a complete idiot )

Barry sighed as Roxie began to elaborate Jeremy's sexual prowess in purple prose detail. He put his tablet to the side and let her go on and on as he started using a blowtorch on his new invention.

[Open? Open. Subject to slow play.]