It was TK's 30th birthday, and he should have been a lot happier about it. He had made it to 30, something he had never been sure he would do. The downside was that they were stuck in an alternate world, and everyone he cared about wasn't there—just Carlos and Marjan. He wished his dad could have been there to celebrate with him.
Sitting on the couch, he glanced at his phone. He appreciated what Carlos had done by posting on the network, but he knew that nobody really cared. Why would they? They didn't know him. He had been in this place for almost a year, and people still didn't truly know him. It was frustrating. He realized he was overthinking things and decided that maybe going out would help lift his spirits.
He looked up from his phone when he heard footsteps. "Hey," he said with a small smile as he saw Carlos approaching.