// spooky month is next month and the temptation to watch American Psycho for the 10th time just for muse vibes is kicking in big time. salutations from the void 🔥

// very tempted to do a group watch if anyone would be interested?

Alex didn't react to it, keeping his eyes away from Jack as he wiped his mouth. He must have had to have been a real psychopath to not feel the pain- or at least, pretend like he didn't feel it. "You know, usually I'd protest but I think you're right. I am useless."

"Replace? What- Women aren't objects that you push aside and replace. Sure, yes, some of them are what you say, toxic, but she's none of those things. I still would never bring harm to her, even after everything." Alex paused, his eyes meeting Jack. "You really think I should?"

"Well, at least you're right about one thing." With his injuries healing up, Alex had still been on a diet of soft foods, notably soup and crusty bread.

"Yeah...Yeah I guess you're right. You did do quite a bit for me, that much I can admit." Alex said, able to form some sort of smile.

"I wasn't thinking clearly...Not that I ever am. The last time I remember thinking clearly was before I was sixteen. That's when shit hit the fan." Alex didn't try anything as Jack did his best to patch him up, if he wanted to complain he would have done so by now.

"I won't go into that part of my life, it's not important. I was a silly child, and from the looks of it..." His laugh sounded forced. "I'm just as silly as an adult. If I can even consider myself one." "Well, I certainly won't be doing this again."

"I think you're right. I don't think we'll ever see fully eye to eye, but, perhaps we could learn to hate each other a little less?" "We might even just learn from one another. You never know. Although, I have my reasons to cast doubts." Alex said, wincing a little bit.

"Jeez, thanks, Dad." Alex emphasized the dad part, making it known he was only playing. Sipping out of a straw for the next few weeks sure was going to look sad, but if it has to be done, then so be it. Maybe this would be a good opportunity to drink more water.

"I'm used to draining my own energy. You're saying this to someone who quite literally hates themselves." He shakes his head. "Everything just went to shit. Not like I can do much anymore to help with that."

For once he actually does as he's told, doing so without so much as a complaint or remark. He takes a breath, and Alex feels the pill sliding down his throat. Not a pleasant feeling, but it would be something he'd have to bear for now. "Happy?"

"Then what would make you happy?" Okay why even ask something like that? He wasn't sure if ANYTHING would make the bastard happy other than booze and floozies.

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// This is from my personal account but I finally updated my Borderlands fanfic!

"Man, I really went through the depression hole, didn't I?" Emerging from his room with a blanket on his shoulders, a tub of ice cream in one hand and a spoon in the other, he looks around. "What chaos has the old man caused this time?"

// I know it's been a hot minute but I'm seeing this as Alex and Jack and I can't unsee it 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃$𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊

// I can't unhear Alex saying to Jack "You better put that back in your purse!" 😭😂