[CLOSED] About that...

[kingofd]

Who: Jack and Carly
When: Night 145
Where: Trailer #2
What: Jack tries to sneak back home in hopes of postponing the inevitable apology he'll need to make for opening his big mouth.
Warnings: n/a

[If Jack had had the foresight to not storm off himself, he might have been able to borrow a spot in Crow's trailer until this whole ordeal blew over. As it is, he didn't even think of the option until it was well into the night, and he was already feeling sleep weighting down on him.

As much as he often preferred solitude, sleeping in the dirt and grass by the lake was beneath him. There's no reason he should be afraid to go home anyway! It was just Carly, and she was probably over it all ready. Nothing he said was wrong!

Even if it stung.

Steeling his resolve, Jack hoped down from his perch and stomped off through the woods to their joint trailer. Oddly enough, that stomping turns to quiet footsteps the moment he opens the door. He stops once he's a few steps inside, peering over towards the bunkbeds see if Carly's asleep.

It would be bad if he woke her up like this. She's probably even madder since he didn't come home.]

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[fortuneglass]

[Rather unfortunately for Jack, Carly is not in her bed. She is a shadow on the couch, covered in throw blankets, her glow hidden as a result until she opens her eyes and creates some speck of pale against the dark. She doesn't look to him.

But she is quiet...] ...I.. ....I'd said it then, hadn't I?

...Before I died...just after I'd thrown Aslla Piscu off...

...it was selfish. It was selfish, what I'd done to come back, what I'd wanted coming back. I knew that-but...

...I thought you stood by it. ....what you said, after that, [she says softly.]

...you remember what that was, right..?