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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Benny's Dorm
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] | Benny [@Hippocamp] |
[b][u]Mood;[/u][/b] Curious -> Confused
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What Will wasn't ready for was Terry to open up the door. His face showing his obvious surprised, he looked Terry up and down. He didn't seem right. Something was off? He couldn't place it, but he just thought Terry looked a bit...weird. He mentally shrugged, chocking it up to his search for Allen Hops. He was probably just paranoid. He stepped in as Terry began texting and took a seat on the bed. He hadn't seen Terry in a few days. Something about visiting his dad? Will couldn't quite remember, but obviously he was back.

[color=deepskyblue][b]"I know it's kind of early Terry, but I was wondering if you'd seen your roommate around? Allen?[/b][/color] Will asked once Terry had set down the phone. He scanned the room, waiting for Terry to answer. Why the hell did he have a welding table in here? Meh, Terry was always a bit weird. 

Even as he sat there, he still couldn't shake the thought that something was off. Why was only one bed made? If Terry and Allen were both staying here, shouldn't they both look slept in? And why hadn't Terry texted him when he'd gotten back? The kid was always wanting more study help. Not to mention, this kid looked like Terry, but his voice seemed wrong. [i][b][color=deepskyblue]You're imagining things Will. This whole thing has got you jacked up. [/color][/b][/i] 

He was pulled from his thoughts by a text from Avalon. She and Sam wanted to talk to him. And while his friend assured him it was nothing bad, he couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. He shot her a quick reply, before glancing at Terry. [color=deepskyblue][b]"Oh, and how was visiting your dad? Fun?"[/b][/color] he asked, extending his mental reach as he did so, trying to sense any change in his emotions.