"Ah, nothing," Idia sighs out, his tone back to that tired monotone he often speaks in. "Just missing something from my world." Idia never imagined not having access to internet in some sort of form. This is all been a tough transition for Idia, he still finds himself trying to access sites out of habit, for games or music or information. It's like having a huge chunk of him cut out and left behind.
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