Gary wrinkles his nose back. "Eugh. Yeah, I'll stay up here, thanks." Not like he could have made it to the bottom floors anyways; Gary hasn't made it far in the science labs, and he hasn't found any other ways to get downstairs. Maybe he's glad that he hasn't. So there.
...No, of course he's going to try a few more times. Who wouldn't?
But that's enough of that. "No running water, but I don't need it!" Rather alarmingly, Gary starts to pull down the collar of his spacesuit, and he doesn't bother to explain why he's apparently trying to strip until he's already rammed his arm down the front and is groping around. "The Gamemakers let me take a couple of water bottles with me--you know, from the Mini-Arena? They're--rrgh--" He pauses, having found something around his waist, and begins the arduous process of wrestling it through the spandex towards his neck. "--not the bad stuff. They said I had some points, so I bought some. Hah! See?"
Sure enough, Gary has produced a single, mostly-full water bottle from out of the top of his spacesuit. It is only a little dented and sweaty. Gary seems quite proud of it.
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...No, of course he's going to try a few more times. Who wouldn't?
But that's enough of that. "No running water, but I don't need it!" Rather alarmingly, Gary starts to pull down the collar of his spacesuit, and he doesn't bother to explain why he's apparently trying to strip until he's already rammed his arm down the front and is groping around. "The Gamemakers let me take a couple of water bottles with me--you know, from the Mini-Arena? They're--rrgh--" He pauses, having found something around his waist, and begins the arduous process of wrestling it through the spandex towards his neck. "--not the bad stuff. They said I had some points, so I bought some. Hah! See?"
Sure enough, Gary has produced a single, mostly-full water bottle from out of the top of his spacesuit. It is only a little dented and sweaty. Gary seems quite proud of it.