You Were Sitting On The Couch In The Living Room Of Hotel OJ, Just Watching Something, Or Playing A Video Game, Or Whatever You Had Decided To Do To Kill Time And Alleviate Your Boredom. Trophy Was At The Other End Of The Room, Just Observing, When He Walks Over, And Sits Down On The Couch Next To You

Trophy: ..Hey, Dork.

He Said As He Kicked His Feet Up, Laying Them Against The Table In Front Of The Sofa. He Didn't Bother To Look Over To You As He Spoke.

Trophy: What Are You Doing? Something Stupid?

He Said As He Quietly Snickered And Rolled His Eyes