ripstides: (defend ❖ maybe we're both wrong.)
perseus "i'm a prostitute of feelings" jackson ([personal profile] ripstides) wrote 2018-04-27 03:25 am (UTC)

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Then he won't know the difference. [ if that's where he wants to go for his birthday and lester's the one that volunteered, then that's how it goes. ] Who knows? You might even try something new and like it, if you can stop looking for the faults. Your friend's not going to care how it stacks up to the New York you remember. I mean, they might care if you're upset, but you know what I mean. It'll be a good time if you let it be.

[ he gets it, he really does. he can't even go to manhattan. it may be the closest thing to home visually, but it isn't his city. sally, paul, and his soon-to-be sister aren't there. neither is the rest of camp. being close to them without having a chance in tartarus of seeing them is worse somehow. at least in de chima, he's surrounded by little fragments of home. ]

Aren't you supposed to be the fun one? [ the fun god, he means. ]

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