Spencer sniffs the air that seemed to smell like pepperoni pizza and French fries. In his bag, he carried the RC Tank Cam that he seemed to be interested in finishing. What it did was roll around silently on treads with a camera on the end of the barrel that showed live feed of what it was seeing straight to the eye piece that he still had to make.
Running towards the lunch line, he slams his head into the lowered ceiling area and falls down with a thunk. Sometimes he just hated being tall.
Running towards the lunch line, he slams his head into the lowered ceiling area and falls down with a thunk. Sometimes he just hated being tall.