Room 307, Sunday Morning

[dollpocalypse]

All things considered, there had been worse weeks on this island than just being monochromatic and really really boring. However, most of the other weeks hadn't involved being so mean to Billy (and Topher did realize that he'd been mean to Billy, whether it'd been intentional on other!him's part or not), so this one pretty much ranked as an awkward one.

Plus he was pretty damn sore from all the jogging other!him had been doing, so. There was that as well.

He mulled it over for a moment or two, decided that it was almost definitely excusable in the long run, then settled on his bed with Broca II in his lap and put on a movie on one of his laptops. Meanwhile, he took out his iPad and idly coded while the movie was playing. He wasn't sure what he was doing yet, but so far it had 'this island is batshit' written in binary, so that was a good start.

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[selfhelphero]

"Do you want to be popular?" Billy asked, wondering if there was some lingering non-Topherness left over.

[dollpocalypse]

"Gross, no." Not to worry, Billy! "But it's shocking that it hasn't happened anyway, you know?"

It really wasn't.