Among the crowds, followed by his small little black and white dog, wanders one Adam Young, not so much celebrating, as looking particularly thoughtful, and holding whatever soft drink he has been offered.
As this whole mess had begun to hit its apex, Adam and his caretakers had mostly taken to seclude themselves in their home, safely, and keeping out of the trouble. The boy had been fine with it, but he made sure to keep up with events as much as he could. It's odd, you know, seeing it all from this angle. It's an entirely different situation, but similar enough that he made his own connections and has had a lot to think about.
He doesn't really bother with anyone who might approach him thinking he participated in any of this. He's mostly concerned with finding his friends and acquaintances to make sure they're already, and to keep the crowds from tripping over poor Dog.
There is something that happens as he passes by, however. If any imPorts seem to be bothered by a particularly nosy interviewer or BlueTubber or the like, whatever recovering device or supplies the latter may be using will suddenly go on the fritz or break or get dropped in a puddle. Confetti and streamers may suddenly appear out of nowhere. Is that a huge box of party poppers?
Regardless, Adam will wander the crowds in the street and approach everyone he recognizes, and will talk with anyone who approaches him.
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As this whole mess had begun to hit its apex, Adam and his caretakers had mostly taken to seclude themselves in their home, safely, and keeping out of the trouble. The boy had been fine with it, but he made sure to keep up with events as much as he could. It's odd, you know, seeing it all from this angle. It's an entirely different situation, but similar enough that he made his own connections and has had a lot to think about.
He doesn't really bother with anyone who might approach him thinking he participated in any of this. He's mostly concerned with finding his friends and acquaintances to make sure they're already, and to keep the crowds from tripping over poor Dog.
There is something that happens as he passes by, however. If any imPorts seem to be bothered by a particularly nosy interviewer or BlueTubber or the like, whatever recovering device or supplies the latter may be using will suddenly go on the fritz or break or get dropped in a puddle. Confetti and streamers may suddenly appear out of nowhere. Is that a huge box of party poppers?
Regardless, Adam will wander the crowds in the street and approach everyone he recognizes, and will talk with anyone who approaches him.