[ It's the polite laugh, this time. And he wants to say more. He could tell Jotaro that he's disgusting. That vile people have vile stands. That he's been stalking his boyfriend for the last week because he was bitter about being dead. That he's too selfish to be happy for any of them. That he can't even do being dead right. That there's a months long hole in his memory that he knows was filled with- fuck, he doesn't know what it was filled with. Blood, probably. Not his, probably. ]
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[ It's the polite laugh, this time. And he wants to say more. He could tell Jotaro that he's disgusting. That vile people have vile stands. That he's been stalking his boyfriend for the last week because he was bitter about being dead. That he's too selfish to be happy for any of them. That he can't even do being dead right. That there's a months long hole in his memory that he knows was filled with- fuck, he doesn't know what it was filled with. Blood, probably. Not his, probably. ]
I told you that you'd think it's fucked up.