( He agrees absently, but his mind is elsewhere — replaying a moment from his mental journey home, one of the last memories he was granted before he woke up so suddenly that night while Kyle was still around.
“Classic Jack. Captain buzzkill. This is why nobody likes you. Jack, I’m gonna explain this in a way you’ll understand. We’re all getting kinda sick of you. Always whining and moping and using weird french words like ‘portmanteau’ to try and sound smart. So why don’t you do the honorable thing and leave? We’re just… how do I put this? We’re better off without you.”
He chews the inside of his cheek, and when he directs his attention back to Kyle, it's a little gentler. A little more subdued. )
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( He agrees absently, but his mind is elsewhere — replaying a moment from his mental journey home, one of the last memories he was granted before he woke up so suddenly that night while Kyle was still around.
“Classic Jack. Captain buzzkill. This is why nobody likes you. Jack, I’m gonna explain this in a way you’ll understand. We’re all getting kinda sick of you. Always whining and moping and using weird french words like ‘portmanteau’ to try and sound smart. So why don’t you do the honorable thing and leave? We’re just… how do I put this? We’re better off without you.”
He chews the inside of his cheek, and when he directs his attention back to Kyle, it's a little gentler. A little more subdued. )
Hey- are we... Are we cool?