Room 222 | Thursday Evening

[pursuedthestars]

Jim didn't have much to pack but what he had was all stuffed into his bags. All that was left was to wait around for his portal. It was scheduled for later tonight for some reason and after seeing that the only other portal back home was in a month's time, he'd had to take it.

To pass the time, he was sitting on his stripped bed, playing some stupid game on his phone. He was trying to ignore the fact that he'd miss this place and the people. He was trying to be cool and collected and not at all sentimental because that was the kind of guy he was.

It required a lot of repression. And Jim was a repression expert.

[Open door/post. Jim's last post on island for now and totally good with SP since I'm getting this up a little late.]

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[pursuedthestars]

"Oooh, you're such a big man, Jackson," Jim said, shaking his head. "Big man who gets scared of small cats. I'm terrified of you."

[nomoresportscars]

"That cat hates me," Jackson told him levelly. Because it was just a fact. "It recognizes a superior beast, or whatever."

[pursuedthestars]

"And you let that cat be the alpha," Jim joked, smirking. "Because you've never done anything but bitch and whine. Moxy owns you."

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson glared at him.

Sometimes it felt good to be utterly predictable. Besides, at least he managed to keep the 'I don't have an alpha' to himself, even though it almost came out of his mouth.

[pursuedthestars]

"Oh, I will miss that petulant glare," Jim sing songed at him. "My heart will be an emptier place."

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson rolled his eyes, and scoffed a predictable, "Whatever."

He grabbed a few things off his desk, clearly intending to take off again in a moment. He had little interest in hanging out with Jim now, just like he had over their couple of years living together.

"Try not to annoy people too much wherever you're going after this, okay?"

That was as nice as he was going to get.

[pursuedthestars]

"Mmm. No promises," Jim said, shrugging. "Try not to die too prematurely, okay?"

See, they were regular besties.

[Lol yes Jackson, don't DIET too prematurely. DERP.]

[nomoresportscars]

"Hmm."

Well, he'd already done that once. But he wasn't going to say that.

In fact, he didn't say anything further before he walked out the door again.