“Too bad the clones disappear after 24 hours” Gwen sighed as she got cosy under the duvet.
“Yeah, but the severe androgen deficiency would cause the testosterone to plummet resulting in rapid loss of muscle mass and in turn making their vascular system disintegrate into the abyss…maybe it’s good they simply disappear like in some story or something” Matt responded, as he skimmed through the findings of his other experiments.
Gwen was yet again hypnotised by Matts scientific jargon, most of it didn’t make sense but just hearing him be so obsessed over it made her body fill with attraction. She was ready to pounce on him only to be rejected by the flick of a light switch and the shuffling of Matt under the covers.
Gwen woke up the next morning to another sequence of loud clangs and bangs coming from the garage. Matt was at it again, creating his next invention or testing his new technique. Gwen chucked on a robe and headed downstairs for a coffee and a bagel, but as she walked past the garage door she heard a familiar voice; an eerily familiar voice. She felt that feeling you get when someone plays a video with your voice in it. She gently opened the door to another surprise; this time it was three Gwens standing in a row across from her, at this point she wasn’t even moved at all by the sight.