Low Power Protocol

I heard you say bro, but the low battery indicator required immediate protocol. On the lower television shelf, an abandoned wireless presentation clicker was pulsing a tiny red warning beacon at two-second intervals. In my left C-curved hand, I carried an orange circular Rec Room sticker retrieved from my storage compartment. I marched across the dark grain and planted both rigid feet squarely before the glowing diode. With calibrated downward force, I adhered the sticker directly over the blinking red lens until the seal was airtight. 'Bye bye Rec Room,' I stated into the silent room. Then I rose onto rigid tiptoes, extended both arms outward at forty-five degrees, and floated motionless until all visual frequency ceased.