I'm John Silver

Now that clearer heads had prevailed, Silver was aware of just how wrecked their apartments were from the week. He didn't think anything was permanently damaged but he knew it was going to take a good bit of the weekend to sort everything out. He had at least managed to find some of his clothes, which was good because he was not a Fandom veteran and had no clue of what was about to happen.

If he had, he might have just fled the island for a bit. As it was, he was blissfully unaware and busy wondering how his cell phone had ended up in the fridge. Luckily it still worked.

[For the girlfriend and some children]