(Ami and Riv come into the apartment from somewhere to see Jaq crying)
A: Oh no. What's up?
J: Y'all are omniscient, you already know what's up.
R: Jaq, we can't constantly survey everything. Plus that feels a little like an invasion of privacy, so what's up.
J: M-my grandad. He died.
A: What are we doing to help?
J: You don't have-
R: Nonsense. We're helping you. What do you need?
J: I don't suppose you can bring him back?
A: Sorry, but that has consequences nowadays.
J: Is there an afterlife?
A: If they want or deserve one.
J: What does that mean?
R: Short answer yes.
J: Is he in a good one?
R: I'll check, want me to check for anyone else while I'm out?
J: My dad and my ex.
R: Gotcha.
A: Do you need anything else?
J: A shoulder and an ear?
A: I happen to have multiple of both. (goes over and comforts them)
J: Despite being one of the oldest living people in my family, he was one of the most accepting. He used to march in Prides back in the 90s. He even got a picture of him at a Civil rights march. When I came out, my dad kicked me out. But Grandad was waiting outside in his car to bring me back to a loving home. Even helped me pack and almost beat my dad for "abandoning the best thing that he had ever been gifted." He never told anyone, except me I think, but he had a boyfriend in highschool. It didn't work for some reason, I think he moved away and they drifted, but he told me that on the drive back to our house. We lived with my mom for a while, and he kept working after retirement as a consultant for some law thing. He was a really good lawyer back in the day. He supported me in everything, even helped me get this apartment.
R: Good news. Your grandad is in his own personal heaven, which happens to be your dad's hell, and your ex is in her personal heaven. Mostly reliving memories, all of which are with you.
J: Good. I'm glad they're happy and he's in hell. I'm glad she's finally happy.
R: If you either choose to die or live for a few more decamilleniums, you'll be able to visit. For now though, have some snacks and take a break from the rest of the world until you feel better. (they hand Jaq a couple of blankets, a Choc, a bowl of buffalo chicken dip, and a bowl of chips)
A: What do you want to watch?
J: Who's streaming?
R: No one currently. There's also no new videos out, but a few games will be dropping today, so we could play those.
J: Oh yeah, God of War and Call of Duty just dropped. Maybe CoD, GoW is way too depressing for me right now.
A: Whoever gets the most kills every game gets to make the one with the most deaths do something. Deal
R&J: Deal.
J: What if that's the same person?
A: Then tell the other next most deaths.
R: Any rules?
J: The person can say no, but only to 3 things.
R: Lets see how fast this devolves.
(They boot up the game and grab their controllers)
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Chocolate Milk
Short StoryAmi was sitting on a ledge, but is visited by someone they don't yet know. However, something strange makes them realize they are very may not be talking to who they first thought they were. Ami decides to make the most of the situation.
