[Dated 12/1]

[noonelaughed]

What's fucked is that he didn't drink that much, not really. And there was only just the one pill, lost at the bottom of the bottle he nicked, all bubbles and fizz. Okay, so maybe he'd gone skinny dipping just for the fuck of it sometime earlier, but that's just because he thought he'd be waking up somewhere in the jungle where he'd gone to sleep, not on a bridge in the snow in some city.

It looks like fuckin' London, but that can't be right. Can it?

Chris stands, hands over his bits as he looks around.

"What the fuck?" he says, and begins walking, over the bridge, towards unfamiliar buildings.

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[noonelaughed]

Chris shrugs. "I dunno, maybe 'cos I was last night?" he says, which isn't much of an answer, but if the island hadn't suddenly ended up this way, his being naked wouldn't even be that big a deal, really. Not unless anybody who saw him heading home wanted to make a big deal of it. And even then, he probably would have been able to find his clothes in the jungle before then.

[sugarandbite]

While that made a lot of sense, it didn't exactly answer her question. Though now that Caroline thought about it she hadn't asked for the specifics of why he was hanging out naked in the first place.

"Okay. Fair enough. Is getting naked by yourself a hobby? Cause I think that Matthew McConaughey already cornered the market on that one. Anyways, no big." She shrugged trying to decide what she should do next. The best bet would find a way back to what was now the Compound. "Okay. We should probably get you back to the Compound which is somewhere. Give me a minute and I'll figure it out."

[noonelaughed]

"I'm not so sure I've got a minute," Chris replies, because he's just tried to wiggle his toes, and it isn't working out particularly well for him. Mostly it feels like he's got these weird sausages attached to where his toes should be, and he can't really feel them against the stone anymore.

"I'm gonna head this way, 'cos it's got to be better than just standin' round here, yeah?" He points in one direction and starts off. Hopefully, it's the right way, or he's probably fucked.

[sugarandbite]

"Wait!" Caroline called out a moment later, having picked a direction just after he had. Waving wildly as if that will make him turn around and notice her. It was already bad enough that he had been out here like this for god knows who how long. She didn't even want to think about how bad it would be if died or something even after she had found him.

"You're going the wrong way! Hey you! Naked Guy! It's this way," she shouted taking a few steps to follow after him. "Don't make me drag you back there, cause I totally will."

[noonelaughed]

"You're sure?" he asks, turning round, and just then, it becomes really fuckin' noticeable, how much he can't feel the road under his feet. It's dead weird, like he's got cotton underneath his feet or something. Or pins and needles. Or somewhere in the middle of that.

Either way, he starts heading back in her direction, walking about as fast as he can manage without turning it into a jog.

"And it's Chris, by the way. I'm not always naked."

[sugarandbite]

"Positive. It's not even that far. We could probably, I don't know...jog or something?"

Caroline wasn't exactly thrilled by the idea of jogging dressed like she was, but it was better to go with the idea rather than be the one responsible for this guy losing his feet. That was not something that she wanted to weigh down on her conscience for the rest of time.

Already starting to head in the direction that she had pointed, she turned to look back at him as she walked. "I'm Caroline and it's nice to meet you. Besides, I wouldn't care if you were. I mean, it'd be kind of weird, but not the end of the world."