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Jasper ~ What a merry way to rot
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Nov 16, 2023 08:24AM
"You! And your borderline suicidal tendencies!"
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"BORDERLINE! DO I NEED TO SPELL IT OUT FOR YOU!?"
he flopped to the ground, rubbing his temples again.
Why does everything just get worse...? Nothing ever works out, shouldn't even be here at this point... He dropped his head into his knees, the pressure against his eyeballs grounding.
(where did Nova go, anyways?)
(up a tree? nowhere? WHY CAN'T ANYONE DEAL WITH EMOTIONS HERE!? aperamv[q 0435vnt-hc)
(JASPER'S ENOUGH OF THAT SHIT-)
I'M GOTH AOBENAOIB ABANEWOIRB ))
(I'm emo irl-)
(How the hell are we gonna resolve this situation anyways-)
I have NO idea ))
(I doubt Jaz is gonna move for the next hour or so unless someone else takes action-)
Slap em XD ))
(As Nova said in the wrong chat, same one where I made a similar mistake, they aren't taking action... maybe another overheard conversation?)
possible... ))
(OR AN ACCIDENTAL TEXT)
Yeah bro XD ))
(eh, no, unless Nova's doing the texting, it doesn't really work :( )
(GOT IT)Jasper's voice was barely a whisper, unpitched and filled with fear. "Can'thappentohertoocan'thappentohertoocan'thappentohertoocan't..."
Guess I should do something? ))
Simon slapped Jaz "WAKE UP!!!"
"I am awake..."
"Oh good...making sure"
"I can't let her go down the same road..."
"Well go get her then!" he said smiling
"I'll just make things worse.. I always do..." he pressed deeper into his kneecaps.
"Maybe... no, that won't work..."
(anyone gonna jump in-)
HE L L L L L L L L L L L L L L L O O O O O O O O ))
(H A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I)
I have exams I hate my life ;-; ))
(*pat pat* It'll be over soon)
Hey guess what? ))
Chicken butt >:3 ))
(I remember doing that lol)
(you guys ready to continue?)
(guyyyssssssss?)
(you wanna continuueeeeee?)
(okkkkkkkkk)"Gotta do something... gotta do something... what can I do? nothing..." He kept repeating these lines like a mantra.
"Got-gotta do something..."
"Something..."
"You're... not mad...?"
He gave a weak laugh. "Know how that goes..."
"Why? It's all I've ever known, all my fault..."
"And how isn't it?"
"Doubt it..."
"Also doubt your fuckup has cost someone their life..."
"But another's? Someone you cared about... who you couldn't get to in time...?"
