Around 24 hours later, Jonas arrives for their rendezvous. He is a little scared to be there, but he is not willing to give up, and he does not want to not be friends, even if everything else is gone. In the last day, he has showered and cleaned up, gotten a new sweater and jeans combo, then a second one after rethinking the first one, and finally has spent some time working on his shifting abilities. When he shows up, he looks better than he has in weeks, and nods to himself as he walked to the front door, and looks around.
He knocks, and waits, humming to himself to calm his nerves, his fear, and his... feeling of not knowing what the fuck he is doing.
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Around 24 hours later, Jonas arrives for their rendezvous. He is a little scared to be there, but he is not willing to give up, and he does not want to not be friends, even if everything else is gone. In the last day, he has showered and cleaned up, gotten a new sweater and jeans combo, then a second one after rethinking the first one, and finally has spent some time working on his shifting abilities. When he shows up, he looks better than he has in weeks, and nods to himself as he walked to the front door, and looks around.
He knocks, and waits, humming to himself to calm his nerves, his fear, and his... feeling of not knowing what the fuck he is doing.