V02b Orphanstudio - My College Memories

"Pass the cable," Jax muttered that night, his face illuminated by the harsh light of a rendering progress bar. He didn't look up. His hand was just outstretched, expecting the ethernet cable we had run through a hole in the floor to steal bandwidth from the dean’s office downstairs.

My College Memories V02B OrphanStudio

What is the most “orphaned” memory from your college days? The one that would never make a highlight reel, but you’d never trade? Share it in the comments below. my college memories v02b orphanstudio