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In between classes and studying and...well...healing from Yuffie's classes, there wasn't a whole lot to do on the island. Besides hanging out with Morgan, that was. It was a little weird-- back home, all he'd wanted was to be normal, and maybe find something else to do with his life. Something that wasn't the Buy More. Something that wasn't fixing computers for eleven dollars an hour.
On the island there was no Buy More, and what was he doing?
Spending his nights playing Call of Duty. So much for ambition.
Okay, sure he was learning Italian and Japanese, and maybe next term he'd add another language, but it wasn't like he was actually doing anything.
...well, besides shooting fictional soldiers.
Chuck hadn't seen Karen all day, and Morgan was...off doing god only knew what, so tonight it looked like it was just him, Captain Price, Gaz, and all of the other Call of Duty NPCs.
On the island there was no Buy More, and what was he doing?
Spending his nights playing Call of Duty. So much for ambition.
Okay, sure he was learning Italian and Japanese, and maybe next term he'd add another language, but it wasn't like he was actually doing anything.
...well, besides shooting fictional soldiers.
Chuck hadn't seen Karen all day, and Morgan was...off doing god only knew what, so tonight it looked like it was just him, Captain Price, Gaz, and all of the other Call of Duty NPCs.