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In which Jaeha meets a ghost boy
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Yeah yeah he figured as much.

He's feeling kind of awake now but Jeremy might be able to nap and if he does Jake will ride him. ...pun unintended but endorsed.

Jake guesses he might ride Jeremy regardless.

That'll be a nice thought to have a nap to.

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The car is substantially warmer than the outside, and noticeably warmer than the draftiness of the house, but after ten minutes with occasional shivers—"Do you think it would be okay to turn on the heat for a while..."  A murmur.

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Of course. Right hand.

...then the thought that Jeremy has to press that there button to turn the car on. Because he will not know this.

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"Why is that a button..."  But okay that and then heat.  ...Heat somehow.  —Heat like that, okay.

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Also heated seats. Muscle memory?

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This gets the relevant button pressed, although Jake can feel the lightly baffled look on his face when it doesn't immediately do anything.

But after not too long it kicks in, and there's a soft, "Ohh."

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Heheheheheh. Headpats.

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The body seems maybe in danger of falling asleep with the heat on.

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This is f- wait actually uhhh how close to dusk is it exactly.

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Really not close.  Like five hours out at least.

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Oh okay. So he probably does not need to remind Jeremy to set an alarm.

Sure Jeremy. Good night.

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The body stirs awake at least five times, but checks the clock or shifts positions and settles back down.  After the third it turns off the heat and the car; it's definitely warm enough by then.

 

When the sun is still well above the horizon but low enough to beam them in the eyes, the body groans and sits up instead of rolling over.

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He's definitely having a hard time staying mad at Jeremy tbh. Still gonna punch him, mind, but. He's got some time and perspective and, he doesn't know, something. Yawn.

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Yeah, yawn.  "Mmn.  Thank you for..."  Another yawn.  "Car..."

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...cute. Headpats.

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"Warm," he elaborates articulately, and then opens the door.  "Ah—dammit, ugh."  It's definitely been getting colder outside.  It shuts the door again.  "...How would you feel about me driving the car?"

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...he would be kind of concerned about that what with how even if Jeremy can drive he hasn't in thirty years? 

Left hand.

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"...Damn.  Yeah, okay, I get it."  Door re-open, back to the house very quickly.  (It's really not much warmer in there.)  "I guess there's not really much point in trying to seem like a different person from you at this point."  Back upstairs.

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He... wanted to do that? Just the fact that Jake's Asian already makes this hard mode, he stands out in whitesville—although then again, white people have sooooooo much trouble telling Asian faces apart, so there's that.

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Changing back into Jake's clothes.  With eyes closed again, though it goes much better this time.

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Why is he being so ridiculous about this now. He is going to need to ask about that later. Feeling of an eyeroll.

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"I don't want to be turned on."

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Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Okay, he guesses that... that makes sense probably. Right hand, trying to feel apologetic (maybe the sheepish looking down toeing the floor body feeling conveys that?).

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"...S'fine.  Sorry.  I just—don't."

Once the change is done, the body folds and re-drawers Jeremy's clothes.  And collects the book of magic from the desk.  ...Pauses, to stare at the cover.

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It's almost dusk, right. Can they get this over with pleeeeeeeease he is extremely over not being able to control his own body.

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