Pondering.
Thankfully, he's in a corner apartment.
Therefore, nobody should get mad that he's bouncing about forty super-balls off of the walls and ceiling while lying on his bed, thinking of how exactly to go about dealing with Jesse. Getting some kind of normalcy back. Although the back of his mind was always wondering just how 'normal' being with Jesse could really be. Sometimes, it still seems utterly implausible that they could like each other enough to be what they've been to each other.
Then, something on the TV catches his eye, and he gets beaned in the noggin by about twelve of the balls as he bolts upright.
Holy... Alan Scott is dead.
Good lord.
How far out of the loop has he BEEN will all this self-absorbed moping?
Holy...
In an instant, he's at Jesse's office door. Figuring she's working late again, as usual.
Therefore, nobody should get mad that he's bouncing about forty super-balls off of the walls and ceiling while lying on his bed, thinking of how exactly to go about dealing with Jesse. Getting some kind of normalcy back. Although the back of his mind was always wondering just how 'normal' being with Jesse could really be. Sometimes, it still seems utterly implausible that they could like each other enough to be what they've been to each other.
Then, something on the TV catches his eye, and he gets beaned in the noggin by about twelve of the balls as he bolts upright.
Holy... Alan Scott is dead.
Good lord.
How far out of the loop has he BEEN will all this self-absorbed moping?
Holy...
In an instant, he's at Jesse's office door. Figuring she's working late again, as usual.