( o b v i o u s l y, the signature comes through on these messages automatically. he's been here two years, he knows this, why is he so bad at messaging still? )
I just um wanted to let you know I know you and Jerry are friends, so I thought I should tell you He's gone Not like gone as in dead, just I think he went home, is what I mean. I figured you'd want to know.
( and honestly, the fact that it even occurred to him to mention it is hashtag character growth. )
Aw shit! I thought he was just cold shouldering me on account of not letting him test the first version of my weenut butter 2.0!
I swear, Jack, we was on the top of my list, but then this guy comes out swingin' Twinkies. A guy can't ignore that, Jack. He'd have believed me, right?
[Don't worry he's fine. It's not like Jerry is dead, he's just gone. It's fine.
Also don't worry about Travis's silence or anything going forward either that's also Definitely Fine and Don't Worry about the out-of-place weird follow-up message.]
Hey man are you at the gas station? If not can you swing by real quick. It'll only take a sec.
[Presuming Jack humors Travis because why wouldn't he, don't leave the guy hanging, come on man, there's the rumble of his truck parked outside. Travis pops his head in and steps over the store line.] Yo, Jack-o'-lantern! [He gives a wave outside.] Come on and check this out! [Jack may be feeling a weird sense of deja vu. It wouldn't be the first time it happened to him in this gas station, for sure.
But here the familiar beats, while very similar, are very off.
Just go with the guy to the mindscape parking lot (again), Jack.]
( The amount he sighs at this request could probably power the entire fleet at Borrel, his head rolling back on his shoulders and a tired look levelled at the ceiling.
If this were a couple of years ago, he'd just say no thank you and almost immediately forget the request ever happened. Unfortunately, he's had stupid "character growth" and "developed a better sense of empathy" and "made friends". Stupid Past!Jack set him up for this. Man, he hates that guy. )
Fine.
( Maybe he could've put more work into sounding less brusque about that, but... he's saving his energy reserves for the actual visit.
He's going to see Travis. On purpose, voluntarily. Again. He's stepping out into the parking lot at Travis's behest. Again. )
Okay what is it.
( To be read exactly as the punctuation, or lack thereof, implies. )
early october;
It's Jack.
( o b v i o u s l y, the signature comes through on these messages automatically. he's been here two years, he knows this, why is he so bad at messaging still? )
I just
um
wanted to let you know
I know you and Jerry are friends, so I thought I should tell you
He's gone
Not like gone as in dead, just
I think he went home, is what I mean. I figured you'd want to know.
( and honestly, the fact that it even occurred to him to mention it is hashtag character growth. )
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I swear, Jack, we was on the top of my list, but then this guy comes out swingin' Twinkies. A guy can't ignore that, Jack. He'd have believed me, right?
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I think he would've believed you, Travis. It's okay. If anybody can understand the value of a Twinkie, it's Jerry.
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[Don't worry he's fine. It's not like Jerry is dead, he's just gone. It's fine.
Also don't worry about Travis's silence or anything going forward either that's also Definitely Fine and Don't Worry about the out-of-place weird follow-up message.]
Hey man are you at the gas station? If not can you swing by real quick. It'll only take a sec.
[Presuming Jack humors Travis because why wouldn't he, don't leave the guy hanging, come on man, there's the rumble of his truck parked outside. Travis pops his head in and steps over the store line.] Yo, Jack-o'-lantern! [He gives a wave outside.] Come on and check this out! [Jack may be feeling a weird sense of deja vu. It wouldn't be the first time it happened to him in this gas station, for sure.
But here the familiar beats, while very similar, are very off.
Just go with the guy to the mindscape parking lot (again), Jack.]
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If this were a couple of years ago, he'd just say no thank you and almost immediately forget the request ever happened. Unfortunately, he's had stupid "character growth" and "developed a better sense of empathy" and "made friends". Stupid Past!Jack set him up for this. Man, he hates that guy. )
Fine.
( Maybe he could've put more work into sounding less brusque about that, but... he's saving his energy reserves for the actual visit.
He's going to see Travis. On purpose, voluntarily. Again. He's stepping out into the parking lot at Travis's behest. Again. )
Okay what is it.
( To be read exactly as the punctuation, or lack thereof, implies. )
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But under the decal detailing the loss of his best bud Brylock, angel wings and all, there's another name below it:
𓍊 JERRY 𓍊
gone but not forgotten
it's great right?]
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long pause.
Just. A long pause. )
Travis, you know he's not dead right?
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( He starts — and then realizes he actually is not even remotely invested enough in this to go through the effort of continuing, and stops. )
You know what, you're right. It looks great, Travis. Great job. You really- nailed it?
( Don't ask him what exactly it is that Travis nailed. He doesn't even know. )
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Jack it typically abysmal at it
so truly just the acknowledgment, even veiled, is enough.] Right. Good.
If I see any signs of him or [(you know your
secretgirlfriend) SABINE] I'll let you know. You and me, we got this. [He is going to leave now bye.]