Mar 10, 2009 13:43
[The feed clicks on o Jotaro sitting on his bed in Unohana's clinic, hat, jacket and shoes on, obviously about to let himself out whether he's supposed to or not. He pulls a deformed pack of cigarettes from his pocket and fishes one out.
If you look closely you can see that his hand is shaking, just a little.]
Yeah. Oliver's really gone.
[For a long, long moment of just sitting there, head down, he finally drops the PCD, tilts his head back and lights the cigarette, taking a deep lung-filling puff on it, only to double over, coughing and wheezing like a first time smoker. He gives the cigarette a glare, drops it and smother it with one foot.]
... going cold turkey I guess.
... damnit.
[The silence stretches. Jotaro still isn't looking at the PCD. Eventually he just drops back, lying and staring at the ceiling. And the silence stretches on.]
((OOC: Urk. Moar angst. Sorry guys T_T))
nakama,
not lonely honest swearz,
catboi failz,
silence,
this is too much,
to absent friends