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room 27 godhooded June 20 2011, 00:22:41 UTC
John had been hoping for a bed to collapse on. There were beds, thankfully, but they were just little slots in the wall with mattresses inside, which denied him the pleasure of a good face-plant. Instead, he surveyed the tiny space he had been given, arms limp at his sides. There were a pair of lockers across from the sad bed shelves too, but it wasn't like John had much to put in there currently. As a whole, it was strange and new, but it was also just not that useful to stand around and gape at. For a second, John felt almost worldly. Hardened by his experiences. Rough around the edges. He could look at this space ship and shrug, all like been here, done thatHe didn't think he'd mean it, though ( ... )

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godhooded June 22 2011, 19:26:54 UTC
A roommate that didn't sleep or use a bed. John couldn't imagine never sleeping, but that was part of being human (or troll), so it was kind of a dumb comparison. Ultimately, he supposed it just meant that he'd be alone in his room a lot. John didn't imagine he was very fun when he was asleep, and this room was too cramped to just hang out in. Still, he liked Wheatley. He was a pretty awesome robot buddy, and nice too, which made the whole thing basically perfect. John missed his friends and felt that worry gnawing on his brain, and would need to get back to them soon to finish everything, but who would blame him for thinking this was cool ( ... )

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