Snippet #2475269

Andrew trudged along the pathway, pushing past leaves and limbs, and bugs. Was that a scorpion? He just shrugged it off and kept walking. He had no idea who these people were. He had been here for four days, and he hadn't really talked to too many people. Maybe he could try and talk now. It would probably be a life-saver to have some friends in this island.
"So, uh, I guess while we're walking, we could talk about something. Like, what did you guys do before we crashed. Or, in some cases, still doing."
Yaaayy. Small talk.
Andrew had been wondering why he hadn't seen any animals yet. Not that he wanted to, they were likely deadly. He just wished he could be back home. He began to have regrets over his selfish decision to head to Tokyo. More money, he had thought, even though he had already had enough playing for the Bears. Look where that got him.
Andrew sighed and just waited for the others to say something.