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Date: Saturday, 15 October 2011 20:29 (UTC)
Jan was once again sitting in front of the TV channel-surfing. No Antiques Roadshow today and nothing else that held his interest. He'd almost given up hope for company today when the door opened after all.

The sitting room was obviously occupied. Atlan sighed. He had not really been looking for company. In particular not human company.

"Excuse me," he said. "Didn't mean to intrude. I thought maybe the TV was free."

"You're not intruding," Jan assured him quickly. "I'm not actually watching anything in particular."

He held the remote out to the stranger trying not to stare at him too obviously. An albino?

Atlan settled on the sofa without reaching for the remote. "What's that?" he asked, gesturing to the current TV programme.

His lips twitched as he noticed the man's look. "Anything the matter?"

Jan looked to check, shrugged. "Some quiz show."

Ups, he hadn't meant to stare. "No, just surprised. I thought I'd at least seen all the other guests. But I guess new people arrive all the time."

"I was kind of busy," Atlan allowed. "Not getting out much the last few days. have you been here for long?"

"A while," Jan said. "But I was ... busy at first."

He shrugged.

"Any particular sort of show you're looking for? Maybe I'll remember seeing something of the sort."

Atlan shrugged. "I was mainly looked for distraction," he said. "Life's somewhat frustrating at this point."

"Frustrating?" Jan asked. "What's wrong?"
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