You and I, we just weren't created to survive (joshler) (not edited)

Chapter two - posibility

"You and me are just worn paper dolls."

Silence clouded the two for a while, both not knowing how to either continue or end the conversation. Tyler is waiting anxiously for the stranger to speak up again, he's biting on the inside of his cheek (a nervous habit) and looking straight down - an attempt to not let him see the black eye stamped on his face although they both know he has seen it (as well as the ones imprinted on his arms).

"I'm Josh by the way." The person, now known as Josh, speaks up, glancing sideways at Tyler, almost losing his fragile grip on the railings with the simple movement - he's been feeling rather weak lately and his seemingly constant headache doesn't help.

"Tyler." A similar curt reply to the one that was used earlier makes Josh realise that Tyler clearly doesn't want him there disrupting his task; however, putting into consideration what this task might be Josh decides not to leave and to instead get straight to the point of this conversation.

"Are you going to Jump?" He asks, voice showing no conviction, only sympathy and what Tyler thinks might possibly be understanding (which isn't necessarily a good thing).

"Maybe," he pauses, weighing the possible outcomes of his next phrase and deciding if it is worth it to speak. He concludes that no, it isn't worth it, especially if Josh hurts him, but asks anyway, "are you?"

"Maybe." The tone of voice used matches Tyler's which doesn't bode well for either of them - depending on if you think they should die or not.

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