Ripley sat at the kitchen table, nearly falling asleep as Owen and Helen concentrated on calculations and preparing for Helen's return home.
Ripley> Ooooooowennnnnnn....
Helen> Quiet, Ripley.
Owen> Ripley, I am sorry, but we have to concentrate here. I know you are bored.
Ripley> I'm not even doin' anything to help... all that stuff just goes over my head. Can I go to Joan's? I'll be out of your hair!
Owen> Oh! That is a wonderful idea! As long as he is willing to let you visit, that would be perfect!
Ripley, suddenly energetic, darted from his seat and grabbed a few things, stuffing it into a small suitcase, sending a message as he went.
[Joan!! ♡ Its been waaaaay too long and Owen and Helen are super busy and I'm bored and I miss you can I come hang out for a while? ♡♡]
Ripley bounced eagerly by the door, ready to dart out as soon as he got a reply.
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