G, Greg and Grinch

Hobby

Everyone has a hobby. It can be anything. Reading, playing video games, going on a walk, or...webbing?

[G and Grinch's room...]

G: (Yawns, browsing games) Adventure? Nah... Graphic novel? Not feeling like reading anything... Cinematic-immersive pizza delivery simulator...? (Puzzled) Wait, who bought that one...?

Grinch: (Reading manga, lying on the inflated mantras on the balcony) I think, Gri did it, Greg suggested it. She wanted something less stressful and adrenaline-inducing, which is quite ironic, cause it's nothing but stress and adrenaline after 2-3 hours of playing.

G: (Looked at Grinch) But the Steam says that it has 6+ hours of gameplay.

Grinch: (Looks up) Oh yeah... That was me, but I was just messing with the provided demo.

G: (Confused) For 6+ hours...?

Grinch: I just wanted to push it to the limit and see for how long and far I can go.

G: (Turned to screen) Not a lot I guess... (Resumes browsing games)

Grinch: Yeah... Walking around was fun, messing around with packages-like playing Minecraft with physics, aging rain, and goo tentacles...just weird...

G: Oh, Max is online. Maybe we can play Don't Starve Together?

Grinch: At this hour...? (Closed the volume, put it away, and took another one) I bet he didn't sleep at night.

G: Starting the world.

Grinch: Go for basic resources first.

[Living room...]

Gri, Rena, and Greg: (Playing with Rena's silk)

Gri: (Frustrated) Mmmmm... (Sighed heavily) I give up... (Rolled all the silk into a ball)

Greg: (Tying knots) C'mon, it's not that bad.

Gri: (Looked at Greg) Easy for you to say... You're making a cute bracelet out of it.

Greg: (Confused) Do I...? (Looked closer) I don't see it.

Rena: (Webs a sheet) I like your idea more Greg.

Greg: (Looked at Rena) Thanks, but your sheet of silk is more impressive. (Got quiet)

Rena: (Doesn't know how to react) Umm... Something's wrong, Greg?

Greg: Could you write on it?

Gri: The sheet...?

Greg: (Mushing knots together) Yeah, maybe if threads were thin enough, Rena could make a silk sheet. (Stretching mushed together knots and shapes them) Could be a fun idea.

Gri's thoughts: He's still doing something with the silk. (Looked at Rena) She doesn't fall behind at all.

Gri: (Stretching her silk ball) We could try to make clothes out of it.

Greg: I like it. (Stopped shaping silk and looked at what he made) Meh...

Rena: What's wrong, Greg?

Greg: Nothing, I just feel kinda bummed that nothing came out of it...

Gri: (Looked at what Greg made) I think it looks cute.

Greg: Hmm... (Stood up and sat behind Gri) Hold still...

Gri: (Confused) Umm...? Greg...?

Greg: (Tied Gri's hair) At least it can serve as a rubber band. (Looked at Rena) What do you say, Rena?

Rena: (Sits still, looking at Gri)

Gri: Well... I like it, so I guess I could keep it. (Looked at Rena and noticed how she's staring at her)

Rena: (Monotone) Yes, I think it holds on pretty good.

Gri's thoughts: She's staring daggers at me...

Greg: Well, if you say so. Maybe I could make you a new one?

Rena: (Stopped staring at Gri and looked away) If...if it's not troubling for you, then...it would be nice.

Greg: Sure. Can I ask for some silk, though?

Rena: (Hands Greg a bunch of silk)

Greg: (Took the silk) Thanks. (Sat next to Rena)

Gri's thoughts: (Fazed) I feel like, I just dodged a bullet...