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[rustling, a groan, a yawn...Billy is waking up at his workdesk again]
Wait...huh?
[shuffling as he pushes papers around. His research notes were jumbled in with other jotted equations, which had some other guy's name on it.]
W-what is going on, here? Who's 'Fred'?
[looking around, there was stuff everywhere, completely covering his room. Pictures and posters and junk, all with little names on them. Some of those pictures looked very...personal. Who would put all this stuff in hi--...wait]
Uhoh. [he picks up something from the floor.] Some of this is mine!
[picks up the journal and speaks directly into it] What the hell is this??
Wait...huh?
[shuffling as he pushes papers around. His research notes were jumbled in with other jotted equations, which had some other guy's name on it.]
W-what is going on, here? Who's 'Fred'?
[looking around, there was stuff everywhere, completely covering his room. Pictures and posters and junk, all with little names on them. Some of those pictures looked very...personal. Who would put all this stuff in hi--...wait]
Uhoh. [he picks up something from the floor.] Some of this is mine!
[picks up the journal and speaks directly into it] What the hell is this??