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Who: Spencer, Sam
What: Castaways on dry land.
When: Feb. 3rd Late evening
Where: Sam's apartment, Hinata Inn, Tetha.
It was a strange feeling one had when the person they had seen every day of their life for years suddenly wasn't there.
It had been a month and some weeks since Spencer had seen his sister Carly, since he had arrived in the digital world on Christmas and he was still feeling the pangs of loss every morning when he woke up and she wasn't getting ready for school.
Still, in a vain attempt at being manly he had tried to do the best with what he had. Kept himself busy, it was hard to stay optimistic when he was constantly worrying about Carly back home.
He felt guilty now though. In his selfish actions he had neglected the other person to whom Carly was most important. She'd been there even longer then he had and though she was...in his opinion far more capable of fending for herself he should have realized sooner she was in a bad way.
And so we find our bizarre and confusing at times hero standing outside her apartment wearing a hockey jersey, holding a Pizza box from Jungle Karma Pizza and a DVD in another. He kicked the door with the heel of his neon green sock clad foot. "SAAAAAAAAAAAM!" He called.
What: Castaways on dry land.
When: Feb. 3rd Late evening
Where: Sam's apartment, Hinata Inn, Tetha.
It was a strange feeling one had when the person they had seen every day of their life for years suddenly wasn't there.
It had been a month and some weeks since Spencer had seen his sister Carly, since he had arrived in the digital world on Christmas and he was still feeling the pangs of loss every morning when he woke up and she wasn't getting ready for school.
Still, in a vain attempt at being manly he had tried to do the best with what he had. Kept himself busy, it was hard to stay optimistic when he was constantly worrying about Carly back home.
He felt guilty now though. In his selfish actions he had neglected the other person to whom Carly was most important. She'd been there even longer then he had and though she was...in his opinion far more capable of fending for herself he should have realized sooner she was in a bad way.
And so we find our bizarre and confusing at times hero standing outside her apartment wearing a hockey jersey, holding a Pizza box from Jungle Karma Pizza and a DVD in another. He kicked the door with the heel of his neon green sock clad foot. "SAAAAAAAAAAAM!" He called.