Gerran looked around the room. "When did this happen?" he asked and looked around quickly. He felt the urge to clean everything- and everyone- in sight. "When did we get a games room?!"
He saw a vintage pac-man game and sprinted to it before it could get claimed. He liked pac man. He saw the patterns it had and was quite good at it. He played for a while and didn't notice the door open. But it did. He didn't even hear the footsteps. Was he about to be murdered? Attacked? Was the next game going to be dibbed?! OH WHAT HORRORS WILL FALL UPON OUR DEAREST GER-BEAR?!
He saw a vintage pac-man game and sprinted to it before it could get claimed. He liked pac man. He saw the patterns it had and was quite good at it. He played for a while and didn't notice the door open. But it did. He didn't even hear the footsteps. Was he about to be murdered? Attacked? Was the next game going to be dibbed?! OH WHAT HORRORS WILL FALL UPON OUR DEAREST GER-BEAR?!