𝟐𝟖:𝟎𝟔:𝟒𝟐:𝟏𝟐

   oh,  hey.  im  okay.  how  are  you.ᐣ
            
            @OMNI1M4N 

*  ill  tickle  you  rn
            
            @luciddreamings 

/ eyes

don't be embarrassed. really. ( his words were firm but genuine, polite and swift. ) we all have those days. 

   god,  this  is  so  embarrassing.  ⁽  after  a  moment  he  took  his  hand  off  of  him  to  wipe  sweat  off  his  forehead.  ⁾
            
            @feathrflaunt 

it's alright. just get yourself steady, i'm right here.

   imagine  how  frustrating  it was  for  the  old  lady  who's  lawn  i  woke  up  on  last  week.  i  blocked  her  flowers  from  getting  watered.  she  had  those  automatic  sprinklers  and  i  was  drenched. 
            
            @act_two 

damn. thought i was gonna witness an alien abduction for a second there.  ( her hand went to her hip, head tilting. )  because my other idea was going to be way too dark and i’m just glad that’s also out the window. i can’t imagine how frustrating that is for you. 
            
            @luciddreamings 

  uh..  ⁽  try  a  man  in  a  bunny  suit  ordering  him  to  do  things.  but  that  would  earn  strange  stares.  ⁾  nope.  just  restless  i  think.  better  locks  might  be a  good  idea.
            
            @act_two 

   maybe  it's  easier  to  talk  to  a  stranger  than  it  is  to  my  psychiatrist. she  asks  me  stupid  questions.  questions  that  i  don't  think  really  change  anything.  sometimes  i  think  she's  a  fraud.  a  complete,  total,  fraud.  a  waste  of  my  parents  money.  ⁽  his  arms   cross  over  his  chest  and  he  looked  down,  a  soft  frown  on  his  lips.  ⁾  i  uhm  really  appreciate  you  listening. you  really  could've  kept  going.  but  you  didn't  that  makes  you  a  better  person  than   most. 
            
            @OMNI1M4N 

*  nolan’s  jaw  tightened  again,  but  his  voice  stayed  low,  controlled.  *  stop  apologizing,  *  he  said.  *  you  didn’t  ‘dump’  anything  on  me.  you  talked.  that’s  not  a  crime.  *  he  studied  him  for  a  moment,  then  shrugged  slightly.  *  yeah,  you  should  talk  to  your  psychiatrist  about  this.  they’re  trained  for  it.  but  that  doesn’t  mean  you’re  not  allowed  to  say  it  out  loud  to  someone  else.  *  a  beat.  *  you  don’t  fix  pain  with  a  do-over  button.  you  deal  with  it.  slowly.  *  he  glanced  away,  then  back.  *  no,  i’m  not  being  paid  to  listen.  i’m  listening  because  i  chose  to.  it’s  simple.  

  i  wish  i  was  replaceable  for  their  sake.  a  do  over  would  be  nice.  maybe  if  id  made  different  choices  i  wouldn't  be  so  —  ⁽  words  completely  ceased  as  he  motioned  to  himself  loosely.  now  feeling  kinda  guilty  for  dumping  all  his  feelings  on   this  stranger  before  he  even  knew  his  name.  that  was  a  sign  to  shut  up.  ⁾  good..  at  least  there's  something  good.  im  sorry  i  didn't  mean  to  talk  your  ear  off.  i  shouldn't  be  talking  to  you  i  should  be  talking  to  my  psychiatrist.  you're  not  being  paid  to  listen.
            
            @OMNI1M4N 

  “  no.  i  haven't  had  a  sleep  study  done.  my  psychiatrist  told  me  it's  a  result  of  insomnia.  she  said  from  what  ive  told  her  it  sounds  severe  but  it's  normalish  for —  people  like  me.  ”  at  the  offer  of  gum  he  eyed  it  “  what  flavor.ᐣ  i  don't  like  watermelon. ”
            
            @act_two 

“ i dont mean to be all up in your business but have you been seen by a specialist? like done sleep studies and all that?”  again, she was curious and she didn’t know when to stay out of people’s business. from her back pocket she pulled out a strip of gum. fruit flavored. “ want one? “ 
            
            @luciddreamings 

   donnie  rubbed  at  his  forehead,  smearing  the  marker  slightly.  “  i  guess.  everytime  i  get  checked  out  there's  never  a  solution.  it's  pointless.  ”  now  away  from  the  road  he  leaned  up  against  the  nearest  building.
            
            @act_two 

㇁ ㅤintro

/ pls

*  a  disturbed  young  boy  who  becomes  an  even  more  disturbed  adult.  raised  in  a  loving  family  he  was  always  the  black  sheep,  the  ugly  duckling.
            
            his  younger  sister,  on  a  well  standing  dance  team,    his  oldest? off  at  harvard.  while  he  had  nothing  going  for  him  besides  a  paranoid  schizophrenia  diagnosis  and  a  deep  rooted  fear  that  came  with  not  knowing  what  was  in  his  future.  with  the  knowledge  of  being  in  an  undesirable  timeline  he  saved  himself  and  started  over  careful  not  to  make  the  same  mistakes.
            
            donnie  would  make  it  through  highschool  and  he'd  get  a  job  as  a  librarian,  it  was  quiet  and  it  wasn't  stressful.  that  was  something  that  was  a  priority  for  donnie  as  he  often  did  awful  under  stress.  he'd  find  out  quickly  reading  wasn't  all  that  bad  and  he'd  pick  it  up  as  a  hobby.