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[thechoiceisyours]

[So, it's been about a day. It felt like a lot longer, especially during the night, and by now he's not just scared but incredibly bored. Sleeping isn't really a thing that's an option for lots of reasons, so he's had a lot of time to both think and reread a lot of conversations on the network; there's something that stood out to him in that time, and it lead to this post.]

Okay, so a lot of people are here without any of their friends from home, and this whole thing going on is a pretty bad time to be on your own.

[He can't imagine what it would be like being in this situation while thinking there's no one looking for and caring about you specifically. It isn't just the actual rescue that's the issue, though--especially since who gets found when is pretty unpredictable--it's that there might be people that don't have anyone to reach out to. There might be people who are totally alone in this.

So I was thinking that anyone who doesn't have anyone to talk to can just join in conversation here? People who do already have friends to talk to can too. Meeting new people is at least distracting even if everyone's probably not feeling all that friendly.

I guess just talk about whatever. What's it like back in whatever world you're from, any cool skills (if they involve getting out of being buried that's a plus,) anyone in college before they ended up here? Whatever topic is going to be better than nothing.

I mean I dunno about you guys but I definitely don't have anything better to be doing.

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[pighead]

[He doesn't really know what to take from that - but then, he never does know that sort of thing anymore. And it's hard, sometimes, to remember why.]

cool. see you soon.

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[thechoiceisyours]

[He almost ends the conversation there--this mix of sadness and anger and frustration combined with the general stress of the situation makes punching the coffin lid sound like a great idea instead of a horrible one--but...

I'm holding you to that, bro.

[The last thing he ever said to Josh at home hadn't been good, and he isn't going to take the chance of repeating that mistake here. That's at least something that he can do.]

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[pighead]

[He doesn't really know how to respond to that, so he doesn't. He doesn't know how to respond to a lot of things these days, his own frustration and grief and confusion almost too much. But he does know what he needs to do.

Josh slips his phone into his pocket and leaves to find a shovel. He's got work to do.]