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Z was bored.
This was never good.
She'd tried everything: reading a magazine, looking for stupid people on the internet, listening to music. Nothing held her interest for more than twelve seconds. Also, Syd was listening to her own CD without headphones like the the enormous narcissist she was back in their room, and seriously, that was a form of torture if ever Z had seen one. It had also made listening to her own music problematic. So now she was in the common room, both trying to not look bored so Cruger wouldn't come up with something for her to do and looking for other people to entertain her.
...anyone? Bueller?
((Open to those in Newtech City and those with phones and/or internets!))
This was never good.
She'd tried everything: reading a magazine, looking for stupid people on the internet, listening to music. Nothing held her interest for more than twelve seconds. Also, Syd was listening to her own CD without headphones like the the enormous narcissist she was back in their room, and seriously, that was a form of torture if ever Z had seen one. It had also made listening to her own music problematic. So now she was in the common room, both trying to not look bored so Cruger wouldn't come up with something for her to do and looking for other people to entertain her.
...anyone? Bueller?
((Open to those in Newtech City and those with phones and/or internets!))
