Sandy sat as far back from the groups as possible. Didn’t want to be involved – that required interpersonal contact. Sandy wasn’t good at people things; preferred the virtual world of the cyberverse.
Tutu sat in the front row, distant from the others. Either ignored or bullied, invisibility her current goal. She slipped into her gaming personae, leaving the theatre behind.
Neither realized they were comrades-in-arms in the virtual gaming world they inhabited. Only two rows of seats separated them. But they might as well have been a universe apart.
Until that fateful Wednesday . . .