[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#7E5C65]Robert Adler[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://i.ibb.co/c8P9h0T/ezgif-com-resize.jpg[/img][hr][b] [color=#7E5C65]Location:[/color][/b] Chicago (Grimaldi Books: Back Room)
[b][color=#7E5C65]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][hr][/center] 

Oh this was just getting more and more on Robert's nerves, the attitude of Rapture. Not only was he overly-bragging about his capabilities with a computer and all the technological gizmos it involved, but he had the balls to stand there and shit on Robert. Robert really wanted to step up and give the kid a piece of his mind, but for the moment he kept his mouth shut tight, only audible breaths going in and out of his nostrils as he watched the kid do his work. They needed him still, whether the over-worked insurance agent liked it or not. 

Robert too looked in confusion as Rapture packed up his things and began to leave. Already? Robert's confused looked fused back with his annoyed one; Rapture clearly didn't like Robert either. At least they could agree on that. As Adelaide and Robert were left alone, Robert pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers, glad to finally have the geeky brat out of his hair. For now. Adelaide left the back room, and Robert followed shortly after having muttered to himself. [color=#7E5C65]"Fuckin' aye...Who taught him his manners?"[/color]

Back out in the store, Robert nodded back to Adelaide as she wanted to grab some things and leave. [color=#7E5C65]"Yeah, you and me both. Want me to grab the files from the Vault too? I need a few things from my apartment. Meet down here again in ten minutes?"[/color]