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[So, ever since the bomb was dropped, Zeke's pretty much not found a reason to leave his room, aside from accosting a certain fuzzy creature to take under his wing for the time being.
Chain smoking was had, perhaps a bowl smoked in his friend's honor, but really, grief's been a bitch. But you know what? He's dealing. He's dealing.
And he is also flinging about a cat toy from a couple of weeks ago, and there may be a few furry little steps running to catch it, as she inclines to dictate right into that journal of his.]
Guess no matter what happens, we all keep going.
It's all we can do, I guess. Keep on taking everything with stride, fuck those who treat this like it's one joke after the other.
[Damn, better light up after that sentiment. Gosh.]
Chain smoking was had, perhaps a bowl smoked in his friend's honor, but really, grief's been a bitch. But you know what? He's dealing. He's dealing.
And he is also flinging about a cat toy from a couple of weeks ago, and there may be a few furry little steps running to catch it, as she inclines to dictate right into that journal of his.]
Guess no matter what happens, we all keep going.
It's all we can do, I guess. Keep on taking everything with stride, fuck those who treat this like it's one joke after the other.
[Damn, better light up after that sentiment. Gosh.]