C320 Waste Warehouse

But if he wasn't going to rest, why did he turn off his phone?

The more I thought about it, the more worried I became. I was worried that something bad might have happened to Little Fatty on the way back.

I kept dialing his cell phone, but the words were the same, and my heart was in my throat. I wanted to ask Little Fatso's classmate or roommate if he had come back