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[surface_level]

[ He hasn't gone anywhere. In fact, he hasn't exactly moved, or eaten, or spoken, since he has yet to hear what he's wishing to hear. Lucas sits against the wall wrapped in a coat, staring at a screen that he's managed to make show all of the Twilight films on repeat (yes, seriously). ]

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[surface_level]

Is this what I have done.

[campjesus]

I went out for a while. That's not, like... illegal.

[surface_level]

No.



It worries when you are gone for many days. When I have heard that you have been-

You seemed unwell.

[campjesus]

I've been what?

[surface_level]

Intoxicated for a length of time.

[campjesus]

I'm fine.

[surface_level]

{Withdraws his head slowly.]

[campjesus]

What?

[surface_level]

[ He will not meet Brody's eyes. ] Would you tell me what happened if I were to ask?

[campjesus]

Why? I said I'm fine.

[surface_level]

Would you tell me if you had not been this. Fine.

[campjesus]

Yeah.

[surface_level]

Mm.

[campjesus]

Why are you being weird about this?

[surface_level]

It is perhaps in part because I tried, and failed, to hear. My message, and Harvestman's. This caused fear.

[campjesus]

What message?

[surface_level]

I sent a text.

[campjesus]

Oh.

I lost my phone.

[surface_level]

How did this happen?

[campjesus]

[ shrug ] I dunno.

[surface_level]

I do not understand.

[campjesus]

I went out and [ ate some people ... ] took some stuff. Got kind of trashed. That's all.

[surface_level]

I believed that this was not possible.

[campjesus]

Mm.

Are you gonna eat something now?

[surface_level]

I do not think it is important.