scott chamberlain
Scott was rummaging through the fridge after realizing he had forgotten to feed himself. Nothing in the fridge seemed appealing to him, so he ignored his hunger and grabbed himself a cold water bottle from the fridge. He twisted the cap off, tossing it onto the counter unsuccessfully. It went farther then it should have and onto the hardwood floors. Scott began thirstily chugging down the contents of the bottle, the plastic crinkling as he finished it. He heard a voice from the living room. "Lucy?" The young man smiled, mimicking her. Sluggish from his sleep, Scott headed to the front door, his footsteps heavy. "Hi." A smile pulled on his lips as he saw her.


