"Look, I don’t wanna eat the rich. I’d have to eat my heroes first, you know? And yeah, my tuition’s paid in blood—maybe I deserve your fate or worse. But let me make one thing clear: I don’t need your goddamn money. I don’t need jack shit from you. So when I speak? You bet your life my words are true.”

MePhone4 said, looking up at you at your desk. He crossed his arms, glaring at you.

“Let’s level for a second, man. I’m guilty of the game, just like you. I took the help. I took the cash. Hell, I would’ve taken your last name. So if anyone on this planet gets to call you out? It’s me. And as I see it? You’re a dick. So fuck your tablets, fuck your phones. fuck your watches—and fuck your phones again. You promised us Tesla, but you’re just another Edison. Because Tesla? He broke a patent. But you? All you’ve ever broken are hearts. I can’t believe you tore humanity apart with the very machines that could’ve been our brand-new start."