Evidently the kid fell unconscious at some point because he was sitting in my basement looking very confused. Good thing mom's on vacation and Harry's in Florida for the summer. House to myseeeeelf.
He said Todd couldn't hear anything and got lost. He also said he doesn't know what means. I told him I don't really know either and Todd's a cryptic bastard so good luck trying to figure out anything he does.
Then we ate sandwiches and we had a Sims marathon.
I like Alexander. I think I might deck Todd in the face every time he's conscious just so I can hang out with this kid.