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Walter had been on the island for quite awhile now, though he realized, quite suddenly, that he actually had no idea just how long. Time was never a good friend to Walter. He did have a vague sense that he needed to find a job, but as per usual, he'd had some difficulty in meeting people. Most people find Walter odd on a good day, so he'd spent most of his time on the island alone.
He was beginning to get bored though. He missed his work back home. Doing experiments, figuring things out about the universe... things that should be perfect in a place like this. The problem was, Walter just had no idea where to start.
It was these thoughts that plagued Walter's thoughts as he walked around town, something he had taken to while trying to get his bearings on the island. Today's path took him past a quaint little cafe, and for the first time, Walter decided to stop in. Maybe they would have a newspaper with a classified section, or a waiter could point him in the right direction.
It was time, Walter realized, for him to start getting to know more people on the island as it appeared as though he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
He was beginning to get bored though. He missed his work back home. Doing experiments, figuring things out about the universe... things that should be perfect in a place like this. The problem was, Walter just had no idea where to start.
It was these thoughts that plagued Walter's thoughts as he walked around town, something he had taken to while trying to get his bearings on the island. Today's path took him past a quaint little cafe, and for the first time, Walter decided to stop in. Maybe they would have a newspaper with a classified section, or a waiter could point him in the right direction.
It was time, Walter realized, for him to start getting to know more people on the island as it appeared as though he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.