Maybe this is it, Max. Maybe you've finally met your roommate, and he's an absolute mess, and this is your life now. Jeff absolutely flops as the door opens, and it seems to take him a moment to realize it's even happened, before he sits up startled and looks around the cabin.
His cabin.
Right? The thing is, all these cabins look the same, and he's no good at remembering numbers anyway. This might as well be his room--
--wait. A month?
"Um... I think it's only been, like... a few days, maybe." He doesn't sound totally certain, and he takes a few moments to consider the possibility that it really has been a month, before he shakes his head. "I dunno. Time doesn't work different when you're--" Dead. "--in a place, um... a place like this..." He tilts his head curiously and looks up at Maximilien like the guy's got all the answers. "Does it?"
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His cabin.
Right? The thing is, all these cabins look the same, and he's no good at remembering numbers anyway. This might as well be his room--
--wait. A month?
"Um... I think it's only been, like... a few days, maybe." He doesn't sound totally certain, and he takes a few moments to consider the possibility that it really has been a month, before he shakes his head. "I dunno. Time doesn't work different when you're--" Dead. "--in a place, um... a place like this..." He tilts his head curiously and looks up at Maximilien like the guy's got all the answers. "Does it?"