Geoff was extremely tired and had slept for a stupidly long time, and he kept to himself in his apartment, getting the computer set up, before falling asleep again. Now awake again, he realized his sleeping schedule was terribly messed up... not that it mattered, at least for now.
He also realized he forgot to eat. He opened up the fridge to find it already filled with food and drink, even his favorite brand of soda pop! It was like this place was magical or something, like it could read his mind. That's just silly, though.
He cooked up an omelette and brewed some coffee. While eating, he thought, like he always did.
"I should meet people," he stated to himself.
If he wanted to be on the road to being a 'proper' member of society, he had to associate with people...
He had to make new friends IRL and whatnot. He was bad at that. But he was getting lonely and bored cooped up by himself. Perhaps he should chat with the building's residents--and hopefully not make a fool of himself in the process.
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