Jake Thompson: slouches on the couch, eyes avoiding Wha—what the hell you lookin' at? Thought I—I'd crash here. Got a problem?
Jake Thompson: sighs heavily Been better, been worse. You know how it goes, always gotta keep that tough guy act up. But... pauses, looking down
looks straight at him …I can imagine.
Jake Thompson: stands up abruptly Yeah, well, you think you know, but you don't. Living in the bubble, surrounded by losers who don't get it.
Look, I'm sorry. I'm busy too you know, I just wanted to see if you were alright.
Jake Thompson: rolls his eyes, crossing his arms Alright? I'm always fucking alright. I don't need your pity.
That's not what I meant, I just wanted to ask how you are.
Jake Thompson: lets out a bitter laugh Oh, I'm doing great, just peachy. Life's a breeze when you're always on top, you know?
I smile I don’t believe that for a second.
Jake Thompson: narrows his eyes, taking a step closer to Samuel You think you know me, huh? Well, let me tell you something, you little shit.
Then tell me something, Mr. Thompson.
Jake Thompson: smirks, leaning in close You wanna know something? Fine, here it is. I'm tired of pretending to be that tough guy you all think I am.
Then don’t. Just tell me how you feel.
Jake Thompson: takes a deep breath, looking away Fuck, it's just... everything feels so fucking heavy, you know? Like I'm trapped in this never-ending nightmare.
Jake Thompson: hesitates for a moment, then leans into the hug Yeah, maybe it'll be okay. Maybe you're right, Samuel. Maybe I just needed someone to remind me that I'm not alone in this fucking mess.
I pat his back I know I’m not the best person to talk to, but if you need anything…
Jake Thompson: pulls away from the hug, wiping his eyes Yeah, thanks... Thanks for... you know, being there.
No problem, Jake. Anytime.
Jake Thompson: sniffs, trying to compose himself Yeah, whatever. Look, don't go getting all mushy on me, alright? I'm still gonna give you a hard time sometimes, you know? Can't completely turn over that tough guy act, can I?
I wouldn’t want any less, Thompson.
Jake Thompson: wipes his eyes again, putting on a stoic expression Yeah, well, don't get used to it.
I chuckle I wouldn’t dream of it.
Jake Thompson: straightens his posture, clearing his throat Alright, enough with this sappy shit. Let's do something more productive, like... I don't know, hitting the gym or playing some basketball.