more of the same (ft. alex)
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It's hard. It's hard, when nothing changes, when nothing keeps changing. Clay's--Clay's nice, Clay's good company, but graduation is--it's close, now. 

And Tommy hasn't gotten any better. He's gotten worse.

He doesn't have long left, he figures. If it keeps on going as it is right now, if nothing changes, and Clay graduates--he doesn't have long left. He should probably... Say goodbye, or something.

He doesn't do that. Instead, he starts How To Sex 3. Something to do before he goes. It's hard going, writing How To Sex 3, because he has to try to think like Jesus was when he walked on water, which may sound easy for someone as cool as Tommy "Careful Danger Kraken" Ingram, but it's not. He makes a promise to himself to finish it, before his final hurrah, even though it's hard. Contributing to society and all that. Making Wilbur proud.

It's weird, that he isn't going to say goodbye to Toby. But he's okay with it, he thinks. He was angry, but he's not really, anymore. Just... tired.

Not that he's--not that he's planning on dying, exactly. He just... doesn't think he's going to be strong enough, on his own. And he's alright with that. He'll write How To Sex 3, and maybe he'll say goodbye to some people, and that'll be it for him.

He wants to say goodbye to someone before he goes, at least. Well, someone other than Clay, obviously. He's still pissed at everyone, but he doesn't really have a long list of people. Maybe Toby had just--not told them. Or something.

Well. At least he has a plan to present to Clay.

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"Hello!"

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"...Hey. --Look over there, there's a weird--bony--thing--looks kind of like it's spinning?"

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"That is weird." And it is dead. "I think I learned about them in class last year? I don't remember what they're called, though. They're pretty rare."

He extends his hand. "Mana?"

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"Oh yeah, of course, sorry." And his mana is Clay's.

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"Thank you."

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"So how are you? How have you been?"

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"Pretty good. I mean. Busy. How about you, how have you been?"

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Noncommittal noise. "Thinking about the old days. 'Cause no one's really my friend anymore. Other than you, which is-- I’m really glad that you-- thank you. Thank you, by the way, I don’t think I’ve thanked you enough for that."

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"You're welcome! I try to keep you company when I can."

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"Yeah, it's been... Really nice. Have you got anything you want me to do?"

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"Uh... No."

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"I have--I have one last request of you. Well-- two last requests, really. I know we're having lots of fun here, but just from a me-point-- I don’t think I’ve got very long left, so if there is just anyone that I could see, just... please. I just, before I go, I mean, even though they didn't come to my party, you know..."

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"I'll ask Alex."

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"Thank you.

And my, uh, my second request, I was wondering if we could--hang out? Before you graduated? Maybe--go to the snack bar or my room or something, I dunno. Give you a proper send-off."

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"Yeah! Yeah, that sounds--really nice. I know I've been busy lately, but--yeah, that sounds great."

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"Yeah, I get it. I'm really glad that--thanks, man."

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"You're welcome."

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Clay keeps his promise; Alex shows up in Tampa's reading room, even though Nick isn't there.

"TOMMAYYYYY!"

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"...Hello, Alex."

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"Why do you sound so sad?"

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"I'm... I'm exhausted."

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"You sound exhausted. You sound sad. So I have some gifts for you, alright? I prepared gifts for you from everyone in the study group. I think it's great that we're talking again, after months and months of not--how do you feel about that?"

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Tommy brightens up for a moment at the mention of gifts and then deflates again.

"You haven't come to talk to me all this time, even after--you're only visiting because Clay asked you to."

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"....Okay.

Um.

...................I don't think that matters at all, I mean, I'm here now, why are you complaining--"

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That actually startles a sort-of laugh out of Tommy.

"Okay."

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