My arms and hands were jerky and clumsy, and it was a slow process to input his number into the phone. I rang him praying to the god of light bulbs he...was in."Hello Michelle"I tried to speak, but like most of my components, my main speaker was fried. I engaged my secondary speaker, which sounded more like a game boy then a voice."JOHN HELP ME," I rasped in a monotone voice."Michelle! Michelle are you ok" he ranted down the phone."HELP ME HOME" was all I managed before my arm gave in and fell to. Zax determined after analyzing the crude template of the bodily refinement technique he devised. ‘It’s not at the top of Ercas Mir’s bodily refinement techniques and very much in its diapers, but it’s not like neither of us willing to trade a final product’. It had several of the insights he made on his own, in addition to theories he could sell as probable, overall good enough for twenty hours work.“Bogon”, Zax waited for after the second evening’s dinner to approach him again.“Karim, you. “What happened?” I asked, standing up and heading into the kitchen, helping Richard with two huge bags from some clothing store. He sighed, shaking his head.“You don’t wanna know, pal. You seriously don’t wanna-” He started, but was cut off by Rebecca standing between us and screaming.“That little bitch popped me in the face!” Rebecca said angrily, Richard now holding her back from strangling Julie, who simply smirked. “All I did was pick out some clothes, and she hits me!”“You were picking out. It was quiet for a few minutes, both of us silent, prompting me to slowly lift my head again to see what she was doing. She had been watching me intently, but looked away the moment I made eye contact, her face flushed.“Is that all?” I wondered, confused why she hadn't left yet. I couldn’t imagine what else she’d want.Still looking away, she cleared her throat. “Can…” She hesitated. “Can I sit down?”I was briefly both glad and annoyed by the fact that the couch was the only seating available in.