Book Five, Chapter 102: Side Storyline: Goodnight Neighbor
Sometimes we ran storylines for big, important reasons. Sometimes... we ran them for smaller ones.
"But I don't understand," Virginia, the NPC, said, frowning. "If we're trying to get away, why are we loading a couch onto the truck? Shouldn't we just go?"
"I told you," Isaac said, rolling his eyes. "We need furniture in the back of the big moving truck so we don’t bounce around on our escape. Now, if you want this to go faster, you could help."
Virginia shriveled away, averting her gaze.
"That’s what I thought," Isaac said at the end of his rope.
"Just ignore the NPCs," Avery scolded him. "They’re trying to guide us to what we’re supposed to do next. They’re not just messing with you."
"They are messing with me," Isaac muttered. "They are, and none of you believe m—" He stopped mid-sentence and yelled, "Eustace! Eustace, you get up off that bed right now! What are you doing lying down? Did you think you would take a nap? I swear, on everything holy, if you NPCs don’t just stand here and wait, I’m gonna lose it."
We had put him in charge of NPC wrangling, which Comedians were supposed to be skilled at.
Goodnight Neighbor had a simple storyline—maybe not an easy one, but definitely a simple one. It took a little bit of willpower and some planning, but if you worked around the limitations of the story, it had something to offer—something we sorely needed at Kimberly's loft.