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room 216 ; sunday afternoon
Aug. 28th, 2011 11:15 amApparently, there were a bunch of new kids on the island. Sam had bowed out of going down to the picnic for no good reason other than feeling a little anti-social but that moodiness had passed for the moment so he'd opened his door instead of keeping it shut and locked. He'd been feeling out of sorts and off balance since going to Seattle and he was getting annoyed at himself.
So, door open. He'd gone out earlier this morning and was almost surprised to see familiar surroundings again. He'd just assumed the island would keep hopping to and fro and now it'd stopped. Too bad, he'd been looking forward to landing somewhere like Siberia or something.
The trip into town had provided a breakfast of some fruit and some bagels and he'd taken those back to his room with him. He'd flipped his record player on but kept the volume fairly low so he didn't wake up any late sleepers.
He was awake though. He was awake and eating bagels and watermelon while sitting on the floor near his bed. His phone was beside him and there were unread text messages that he was ignoring. If Ashley or Brooke wanted him, they'd just appear and everyone else could wait.
[Door and post are open now that Hurricane Irene has passed me over and left me unscathed. And I realize that gives away who this is so hello, if you didn't already know!]
So, door open. He'd gone out earlier this morning and was almost surprised to see familiar surroundings again. He'd just assumed the island would keep hopping to and fro and now it'd stopped. Too bad, he'd been looking forward to landing somewhere like Siberia or something.
The trip into town had provided a breakfast of some fruit and some bagels and he'd taken those back to his room with him. He'd flipped his record player on but kept the volume fairly low so he didn't wake up any late sleepers.
He was awake though. He was awake and eating bagels and watermelon while sitting on the floor near his bed. His phone was beside him and there were unread text messages that he was ignoring. If Ashley or Brooke wanted him, they'd just appear and everyone else could wait.
[Door and post are open now that Hurricane Irene has passed me over and left me unscathed. And I realize that gives away who this is so hello, if you didn't already know!]
