[Jay's first instinct is to say you have to do something, but he can't bring himself to type it out. He had a reason to go missing this time, but he can't say the same for every time he's gone dark. The carnival hit, and there were lights and crowds and noise and fun, apparently. He stayed sprawled across his bed, glazed eyes tracing patterns across the popcorn ceiling, and listened to the indistinct sounds outside, muffled by his window.]
[It's almost a luxury, being able to do nothing.]
[Doesn't feel like it, though.]
it's kinda nice in a weird way like we don't have to do anything so why not? i dunno
[He's not sure what he's trying to say. Nine times out of ten, he's either scrolling through footage or he's doing...that. It's not sleeping, it's just zoning out. He wonders if that's what 'recovery' looks like.]
feels kinda familiar not good familiar just familiar if that makes sense
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[It's almost a luxury, being able to do nothing.]
[Doesn't feel like it, though.]
it's kinda nice in a weird way
like we don't have to do anything so why not?
i dunno
[He's not sure what he's trying to say. Nine times out of ten, he's either scrolling through footage or he's doing...that. It's not sleeping, it's just zoning out. He wonders if that's what 'recovery' looks like.]
feels kinda familiar
not good familiar just familiar
if that makes sense