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For some people, being in the common room was a pretty natural thing. They sat around, tried to get a little peace, killed some time or do whatever it is that they do in there.
However, Ripley is not one of those people. Ripley is not even close to one of those people.
He's sitting cross-legged on one of the couches, a rather large bowl of kettle corn in his lap and a somewhat nervous look on his face.
He's not done this yet, just sit around and pretend things are normal. Most of the time he's been locked away in his room doing bunches of nothing. A part of him considered venturing out, thought that maybe he could be useful in some way but he simply couldn't bring himself to walk out the door.
But now here he is and while he's still nervous, he's proud too, even if it was just a little and as a reward He tosses a few pieces of popcorn into his mouth.
No worries though, no matter what it might look like, he's perfectly willing to share, since this really was a pretty big bowl.
However, Ripley is not one of those people. Ripley is not even close to one of those people.
He's sitting cross-legged on one of the couches, a rather large bowl of kettle corn in his lap and a somewhat nervous look on his face.
He's not done this yet, just sit around and pretend things are normal. Most of the time he's been locked away in his room doing bunches of nothing. A part of him considered venturing out, thought that maybe he could be useful in some way but he simply couldn't bring himself to walk out the door.
But now here he is and while he's still nervous, he's proud too, even if it was just a little and as a reward He tosses a few pieces of popcorn into his mouth.
No worries though, no matter what it might look like, he's perfectly willing to share, since this really was a pretty big bowl.