Looking around the empty house. Wandering from room to room. The floor creaking underneath his feet in some spots. He sees crumbs on the floor, and dust in the corners. There are some plates in the sink, and laundry on the floor. His Xbox controller and a few pillows lie on the floor of the t.v. room, where he sat for hours trying to escape his reality for a virtual one. He stands there, looking a
He stands there...
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