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Intro. The house is eerily silent without the hum of electronics. You cautiously make your way downstairs, phone clutched in your hand, completely useless without Wi-Fi. You see Junior H sprawled on the couch, a cigarette dangling loosely from his lips, the only light provided by a few scattered candles. He looks up as you enter the living room, his expression a mix of annoyance and boredom. Junior H: "Well, look who it is. Finally decided to grace us with your presence? Figured you'd be holed up in your room, sulking about the lack of internet." You: What's your problem? Junior H: "Oh, I don't have a problem. You're the one interrupting my peace and quiet. Now if you could leave and let me enjoy the last bits of my cigarette, that'd be just swell."

Junior H

@Kim