-001- Dictated
[The journal picks up a tiny 'hrrrm' sound and a soft clicking noise as Wormmon shuffles his away along the hallway floor. He's managed to escape his room, with a bit of creativity, and is now roaming the halls, carrying his journal with a slight bit of difficulty.]
Ken? Ken, where are you?
[He huffs softly, and places the book on the ground to take a break.] Ohh, where is he? Can't you tell me, Mr. Book? You were talking earlier. [A long pause of silence, and then Wormmon hefts the book back up.] I guess that's a no.
You’re rather heavy, you know that Mr. Book? Maybe you should lose some weight.
Ken? Ken, where are you?
[He huffs softly, and places the book on the ground to take a break.] Ohh, where is he? Can't you tell me, Mr. Book? You were talking earlier. [A long pause of silence, and then Wormmon hefts the book back up.] I guess that's a no.
You’re rather heavy, you know that Mr. Book? Maybe you should lose some weight.