[Location: His room, but some buttdial accidental voice action]
Connor had been a bit of a shut-in ever since the disaster. He was fine, sure, but it had shaken him up a little. Pair that with the sudden disappearance of Abby, and Connor just wasn't sure what to make of this city. He also wasn't sure what to think of Didi. He'd had one hell of a crazy dream - vivid as anything, and it had shaken him up.
To cope, he'd spent the last weeks days in his room, playing games on his computer and keeping less than stellar hygiene habits. As he shifted on the couch, however, he nudged his phone and managed to buttdial his contacts.
"...bloody thing needs to die. I clicked that! Awh, don't tell me that! I saved!"
To cope, he'd spent the last weeks days in his room, playing games on his computer and keeping less than stellar hygiene habits. As he shifted on the couch, however, he nudged his phone and managed to buttdial his contacts.
"...bloody thing needs to die. I clicked that! Awh, don't tell me that! I saved!"