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[psychosnowflake]

Who: Jack/Tyler Durden and YOU. LUCKY YOU.
What: A day in the life of a crazy dude with MPD. As started by Rycca and appropriated by us all.
When: ALL DAY.
Where: EVERYWHERE.

[Jack is not in a good place mentally. He will likely be incredibly anti-social. Open to anyone, no matter if he knows you or not, so COME BOTHER HIM.]

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11:49am - Lunch

[psychosnowflake]

[Jack comes into the dining hall, realises there's a lot of people around, and starts to head back out again to go have a liquid lunch. Someone stop him!]

11:49am - Lunch - Haha, Adam. <3

[psychosnowflake]

Fuck! What the hell? [The spaghetti is warm and slimy and, well, it feels pretty gross, okay? Jack, glaring at Adam and shaking his head, tries to brush the worst of it off himself. For a moment, he's really, really pissed off; then he sighs.]

You alright, man?

11:49am - Lunch

[psychosnowflake]

Yeah. [Jack nods, then shrugs.] Now I'll need to go find a new shirt, though.

11:49am - Lunch

[psychosnowflake]

[Jack shrugged.] You got one I could borrow or something?

[All of his others were in the laundry. He didn't have a massive amount of clothes.]

11:49am - Lunch

[psychosnowflake]

[And so Jack did, feeling increasingly more grossed-out by the feel of wet spaghetti sauce covering his chest.]

11:49am - Lunch

[psychosnowflake]

I'm used to stairs. [His night-time wanderings mean he goes up and down them a lot.]

11:49am - Lunch

[psychosnowflake]

Uh- [Jack took a look around the room, frowning. Weird room. Really, really weird room. He'd assumed Adam was just a normal guy from around his timeline.] Yeah, sure.

[He sat near the table, watching Adam.] Nice room.