When I Found You

Forty Four Rages

6pm Athlone, Ireland
10am LA, California

Jack: Who's not ok

Jack: Jack's not

Jack: Jack's not

Mark: wat rong

Jack: I gots a cold 😥

Mark: awe duckling is sick

Jack: been in bed all day can't breaathee oooou 😩

Jack: X<

Mark: It'll be ok make sure u get lost of rest alright?

Mark: hallo?

Mark: welp u beat me to it lol

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Jack: GOOOODDD DAAAAMMMMIIITTT

Jack: FUCK THIS FUCKING PIECE OF FUCKING FUCK FUCK SHIT

Mark: I'm scared to even ask

Jack: I FUCKING HATE MY LIIDIFIFIDFFFE

Mark: wat did life do

Jack: I CANT EVEN FUCKING FUCK WITH THIS SHIT ANYMORRE

Jack: KILL ME

Mark: Wtf has gotten u this angry

Jack: FUCKING SKYPE ME

Mark: but

Jack: SKYPE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mark: ok....😓

Jack: FUCK IT I'LL SKYPE YOU

Mark: Jack pls

A second barely passed when the Skype call sounded. Mark honestly didn't know if he should answer it. For his safety of course...

But he answered it anyway. When he did, Jack was already rambling while walking back and forth in front of the camera doing who knows what. Mark just sat there awkwardly.

"...and Gizmo just shits everywhere which I don't know why, he's fucking potty trained!! Then my sister won't stop knocking on my door no matter how many times I say WAIT!! FUCKING TATUM JACKET I JUST BOUGHT WON'T FUCKING FIT AND I SWEAR IT DID WHEN I TRIED IT ON. THEN MY FUCKING HAIR WON'T COOPERATE AND I'VE COMBED IT LIKE ELEVEN TIMES. AND HOW MANY FUCKING TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL MY MOM I DO NOT WANT TO TALK RIGHT NOW!?!?!?!?? UUUUUUGGGHHHH."

He sat down in his chair and groaned with his head in his hands. Mark sat there with a literal poker face. He glanced around the screen during the silence.

"Uh...Jack-"

"WHAT!?"

"Well...you kinda...wanted me to call you...and uh...yyyeah..."

Jack sighed and Gizmo barked. Jack quickly put his attention on him. "GO TO BED MOTHER FUCKER!!" HE chased Gizmo somewhere offscreen. "I WILL NEUTER YOU, BITCH!!!"

Mark, once again, sat there awkwardly. "Hey maybe you should get some...water...or something." He shouted. He didn't hear him say anything back.

"...Jaaaack?"

"I FUCKING HIT MY KNEE AAAAAAH!!!!"

"Jack I think you need to go to therapy."

"END ME."

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Ryan: Mark do you know what's wrong with Jack

Matt: Yeah he's been going coo coo all day

Felix: so you guys know about it too

Mark: life's been a bitch to him I guess?

Matt: oh believe me I can tell

Mark: He's gonna pull a muscle

Ryan: his eyes r gonna pop out of his head

Mark: geez I hope nott

Mark: oh no

Mark: He's calling me on Skype again

Mark: idk if I should answer that

Mark: He raged so much omg

Felix: Maybe he's better now?

Mark: that was five minutes ago...

Felix: ooohhh

Ryan: well shit don't answer that

Mark: I didn't

Mark: Now he's blowing up my phone

Matt: what's he saying

Mark: answer Skype

Mark: over

Mark: and over

Mark: and over....

Mark: ....and over......

Mark: Oh he stopped

Ryan: well

Felix: That's good I think?

Matt: ya?

Mark: Wtf

Mark: Now he's apologizing

Mark: said he's having a bad day

Felix: Yeah no shit

Ryan: I think Jack's pregnant

Matt: having them mood swings

Mark: highly doubt that

Felix: U nvr kno

Felix: :O

Felix: U DIDN'T USE PROTECTION DID U

Mark: um

Ryan: OMG

Mark: I mean it really wouldn't matter

Matt: SHAME ON YOU

Mark: Jack can't make babies didn't they teach you that in biology or health

Matt: U GOT JACK PREGNANT

Ryan: U IRRESPONSIBLE BITCHLOID

Felix: NO WONDER HE'S ANGRY AF

Mark: ...

Ryan: HE'S PROBABLY CARRYING TWINS AROUND

Mark: but he was running in his house...

Mark: and his stomach is flat...

Matt: THE LIES YOU TELL

Mark: ok

SugarDaddyMark has invited SugarBabyJack to the chat

Mark: Jack are you pregnant

Jack: No...?

SugarBabyJack has been kicked out of the chat

Mark: See I told you

Ryan: YOU MADE HIM SAY THAT

Felix: LYING FISH

Mark: -_-