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[trenchknives]

[Jimmy hasn't been around much in the last couple of days. There's a good reason for that, a damn good one, and he's about to make it known. He looks tired, worn down, maybe even a little sick as he turns the communicator towards himself to begin recording.]

I died.

[No preamble, no explanation for the moment.]

I died, 'n I don't know what to think about it. I don't know whether I could've done anythin' to stop it. I don't know why the hell I had to come back to life.

[He rests his chin on his hand, sighing.]

All I know is I could sure use someone to talk to right about now. Or drink with. I ain't picky.

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[hexuality]

Well, you can take that time. I can manage the joke shop, Remus could help.

Re: voice;

[trenchknives]

Nah, I think it'd be best for me to get back to work. Keep myself busy, y'know? Besides, I like workin' there.

voice;

[hexuality]

It's the right place for cheering up, sure. Still...

Re: voice;

[trenchknives]

Trust me, kid, I'm okay. I wanna come to work.

voice;

[hexuality]

Then I'll be glad to see you there.