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Everything fucking sucked.
Jim scowled, pushing his skullcap onto his head. He had kicked the bin a couple of times until it finally gave him something he'd wear - a hoodie, the cap, baggie, worn jeans. The stuff on the island clearly just needed someone to show it who was boss for it to work with him.
When nothing seemed to be entertaining enough in the compound - where the fuck did Pam go? - he sat outside on the steps, amusing himself by tossing stones at any wildlife he noticed passing by. He snickered slightly when one bird squacked and flew off when he grazed it with one of the larger stones.
Maybe he'd go find the weed he had heard was growing on the island. It sure as hell would be more entertaining to get high than to sit around doing nothing. How the fuck did he manage to entertain himself for the last six months?
Jim scowled, pushing his skullcap onto his head. He had kicked the bin a couple of times until it finally gave him something he'd wear - a hoodie, the cap, baggie, worn jeans. The stuff on the island clearly just needed someone to show it who was boss for it to work with him.
When nothing seemed to be entertaining enough in the compound - where the fuck did Pam go? - he sat outside on the steps, amusing himself by tossing stones at any wildlife he noticed passing by. He snickered slightly when one bird squacked and flew off when he grazed it with one of the larger stones.
Maybe he'd go find the weed he had heard was growing on the island. It sure as hell would be more entertaining to get high than to sit around doing nothing. How the fuck did he manage to entertain himself for the last six months?