002 [text: all] Orientation
While a break from life on the island was nice, Boone was getting a little... antsy. While admittedly he hadn't exactly been the biggest overachiever in the history of the world back before the crash of Oceanic 815, he had had a taste of what it was like to actually struggle for survival, and being stuck in this weird magic city/afterlife/whatever you wanted to call it was getting tedious.
So, clearly, the easiest way to solve this problem was to mass text the other inhabitants of this place.
Sooo... Is there anything to do around here that doesn't involve bumming around the hotel, hitting nightclubs or whatever? Like, something productive?
It was an honest enough question. Now to just wait and see if anyone had any ideas for keeping busy.
So, clearly, the easiest way to solve this problem was to mass text the other inhabitants of this place.
Sooo... Is there anything to do around here that doesn't involve bumming around the hotel, hitting nightclubs or whatever? Like, something productive?
It was an honest enough question. Now to just wait and see if anyone had any ideas for keeping busy.