Cyborgs and Spies

The peaceful town of Beverly Hills stretched out before you, bathed in the California sun. You stood on a hill overlooking your new home, a mix of hope and apprehension churning within you. Beside you were your two best friends, Richard and Benjamin, equally taking in the view.

"Well, this is it, guys," you said, your voice quiet.

Richard, ever the more outgoing one, spoke up, "Are you sure you want to do this, Andrew? Once we move here, there's no turning back. We won't be welcome back at our old home, you know."

You sighed, the weight of your past pressing down. "Yes, Richard," you confirmed. "I'm positive. After the amount of damage our fight with the Cyber Force has caused, I don't think anyone will miss us."

Benjamin’s voice held a touch of sadness. "Not even your own family?"

"Even my own family, Benjamin," you replied, a hint of bitterness in your tone. "Such is the life of Andrew Wilson."

Benjamin looked heartbroken. "Why is the world so mean?" he asked softly.

Richard clapped Benjamin on the back. "The world can be pretty dumb at times," he said with a shrug. "But hey, at least we have each other."

A small smile touched your lips. "Fair point," you conceded. "I'd rather be with you guys than my family anyway. As much as I love them, I need to be away from their toxicity for a while."

Benjamin nodded understandingly. "That's fine," he said. "Come on, let's head on down and see what Beverly Hills is like."

You and Richard agreed, the idea of exploring this new town lifting your spirits slightly. Getting into Richard's car, you drove down the winding roads, your eyes wide with wonder at the vibrant life of Beverly Hills – the bustling restaurants, the inviting beach, the expansive mall. It was a stark contrast to the life you'd left behind.