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[the sphere clicks on to a young boy, just starting to sit up in bed, rubbing his eyes and giving a huge yawn; he has a sweatshirt on that is about twice his size, pooling around the half of him that is visible over the bedsheets]
Mum? [blinks, looking at the room around him] Are we on holiday? [more loudly] Mum! Where’s everybody?
[starts to get up, noticing the clothing for the first time; laughs] That’s kinda funny! [slides out from under the sheets, trailing jeans that have nearly fallen off; wiggles out of them; the shirt covers him plenty well] Bobby, is this a game?
[suddenly stops in the middle of climbing down from the bed, looking at something that is out of view of the sphere] Oh, hi! Who are you? Are you on holiday, too?
Mum? [blinks, looking at the room around him] Are we on holiday? [more loudly] Mum! Where’s everybody?
[starts to get up, noticing the clothing for the first time; laughs] That’s kinda funny! [slides out from under the sheets, trailing jeans that have nearly fallen off; wiggles out of them; the shirt covers him plenty well] Bobby, is this a game?
[suddenly stops in the middle of climbing down from the bed, looking at something that is out of view of the sphere] Oh, hi! Who are you? Are you on holiday, too?