[accidental video/action] Bright eyes, how can you close and fail?

[hamburellakind]

[The video starts abruptly, showcasing John's back as he walks-- something that's a little rare for him, what with the god tier flying and all --down the hall. His movements are slow and his steps are small, almost like he's not all that convinced that he wants to move forward in the first place. His hands fidget around, picking at his pants before floating up to grip the opposite elbow. The gesture seems to be his feeble attempt to keep himself from trembling anymore than he is already.

A sharp, high pitched noise tears from John's throat, and the feed ends.]

Comments

i tried to invite you but no dice :C

[hamburellakind]

I guess that can be a compliment, yeah. And um. I dunno. I might need a nap after all that crying, actually...

yeah, it's pissed off because my internet went down.

[insidethechimney]

Did you mean it as an insult?

sorry man B(

[hamburellakind]

Hehe, no, but most people would think it was one.

it's cool as long as everyone is mourning my absence

[insidethechimney]

But I knew you wouldn't want to insult me. We're franks!

of course.

[hamburellakind]

Hehe, yeah.

[John gives Pinkie a hug.] Thanks, man.

i am cereal. everyone has to don black and everything!

[insidethechimney]

[She happily returns the hug.]

Any time! You go rest up now.

on it B|

[hamburellakind]

[John grins and makes his way back to his room. He's tired, so he can't be sure he's feeling better yet, but at least Pinkie made him laugh.]