[He hears the knock on the door and Aradia's voice, and he's not at all surprised that she's come to find him. At first, Jake doesn't want her to come in and see what a wreck he is. He's supposed to be strong, come what may!
But he's only sixteen, and, if he's honest with himself, he honestly wouldn't mind the company. Being alone just hurts more.]
I'm here. C'mon in, Aradia.
[Jake is sitting with his back against the wall to the side of Dirk's bed, cradling those damnable shades like they're something unfathomably precious. His eyes are bloodshot and a little puffy from crying earlier, but at least his voice sounds strong.]
action;
But he's only sixteen, and, if he's honest with himself, he honestly wouldn't mind the company. Being alone just hurts more.]
I'm here. C'mon in, Aradia.
[Jake is sitting with his back against the wall to the side of Dirk's bed, cradling those damnable shades like they're something unfathomably precious. His eyes are bloodshot and a little puffy from crying earlier, but at least his voice sounds strong.]