"it's more than a feeling of deja vu. things are repeating. but this time ... i know how to stop them."
[ sequel to THE MANDELA EFFECT ]
au
ft. jason patric, the corey's, etc
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THURSDAY, JANUARY 15th 2019
kennedy white's point of view - 2 hours prior -
"listen, you guys can't be in here."
"i'll tell you what, jake, i've got 25 bucks in my pocket and if you shut your mouth, it's all yours." jason tries to bribe jake.
"my class just ended, the custodians will be here any minute—hey!" jake calls out. "if he's gonna puke, he's not doing it on these floors!"
"he's fine!" i shush him as i rub river's back. river is currently doubled over, moaning in discomfort as an absurd amount of jalapeños settle in his stomach.
i received a text earlier today from the one and only, jake mcdonald. he wanted to know if i was okay, said he heard about my return and once i told him river phoenix has also returned, jake immediately scheduled a night out with us.
what can i say, everybody loves river phoenix.
the four of us have plans to meet at some dimly lit, expensive restaurant—dimly lit is very important when you're walking around with a time-traveling river phoenix in the year 2019. that time-traveling river phoenix is also the same guy who thought it'd be smart to stop at a taco truck and order an appetizer before dinner. against jason and i's better judgment, river ordered the supreme taco that comes with extra jalapeños on the side.
he ate all of the jalapeños—all at once.
now we are here, two blocks over from the taco truck at the larchmont ballet school, also known as jake's place of employment.
"i thought we had plans to meet at catch? can't we do this outside?"
"n-no no!" jason and i quickly stop jake from going out the front doors. "there's a swarm of middle aged women out there. they saw river's side profile for a split second and they've been following us ever since!"
river groans, standing up straight and tossing his head back, "jason, you're just jealous they aren't chasing after you."
"no, i'm pretty sure i'm content with having my privacy!" jason rolls his eyes and i can't help but laugh.
"yeah, you tell him!" jake cheers river on, momentarily forgetting that he's pissed at us. "last time i saw jason, he called me ballet boy and i still haven't forgiven him for it."
"okay, are we gonna gang up on me or are we gonna help river?" jason tries to redirect our attention.
suddenly, a very loud burp erupts from river's throat that silences all of us.
"i'm good now." he says with heavy eyes.
"perfect! now you guys can leave!" jake announces.
"you know, by the way, before i called you ballet boy, i did call you jacked. can't you focus on the compliment?" jason starts the argument up again, determined to win.
