Sudden Short Story 101

Derek entered the meeting room that his social club had rented that month.  He booted up his metaphorically ancient telepresence device and prepared to see who wouldn't be able to make it this time.  Though the club was down to a mere five official members at this point, they rarely all made it to the meeting, and there hadn't been five members in physical attendance since they had numbered at least six. 
The club's principal rule was wireless-off.  The telepresence device that they kept around had had an RJ-45 port hacked in where the wireless card used to be.  This need to be offline, though, led to rarity of physical presence, and only Derek was there every time.  Members would also be booted off of telepresence if they were seen to be succumbing to online distractions.  Telecommuting to club was a privilege, went the refrain, not a right.  
Derek checked his notifications, to see who couldn't attend.  Steven hadn't attended in over a year, which technically voided his membership.  Danielle's notice was more complex:  Apparently, she wouldn't be able to attend for the foreseeable future, since that was the only day of the month that her guildies were available to do Night of the Wraith-Lord raid-raids, though the principle of raid-raids was never clear to Derek.  Stephanie had sent a reminder that, since she had relocated her sleep-space to Japan, she wouldn't be able to make it to the room, and would almost never be able to telecommute at that time of day. 
Derek took a nap until the meeting was over.  Kevin had never shown up.