He waffles about it the entire way over, and avenues for departing from the subject are in every direction: alleys, streets, bridges that stretch around and divert him from the apartment his feet keep walking him toward like they know he's supposed to be getting better at this stuff instead of violently shoving it into a box, only to have a minor meltdown once a month. It's fine. He's fine.
He knocks thrice the way he always does and leans against the jamb, feeling his stomach lurch the same way it did when he last told someone else, the same way it did when he fell. ]
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He waffles about it the entire way over, and avenues for departing from the subject are in every direction: alleys, streets, bridges that stretch around and divert him from the apartment his feet keep walking him toward like they know he's supposed to be getting better at this stuff instead of violently shoving it into a box, only to have a minor meltdown once a month. It's fine. He's fine.
He knocks thrice the way he always does and leans against the jamb, feeling his stomach lurch the same way it did when he last told someone else, the same way it did when he fell. ]