Charge

Ana’s POV

"What's that?" Ike issues, gaping at me.

"It's 7:33 pm," I say, glimpsing at my wrist to be sure I saw it right. "Yep, it's 7:33 oh, 7:34 now."

"We must have lost track of time yeah?" He polls in disbelief.

"Yes, we did," I mutter, hauling my body off the seat, my bones making unat...