fandomtownies | The Onsen; Tuesday Morning

It seemed like the bulk of people had cleared off the island. Walking through town, the streets seemed emptier and a little less suffocating than before. It eased Jasper's tension slightly, made it a little easier to go outside without his eyes settling on potential prospects at every turn.

People are real. People matter.

That mantra had been hard to remember these past few days. He'd found his father's voice invading his thoughts more often, found his nightmares sharper and bloodier. It was definitely his hand around a knife and he'd cut something.

He'd cut something and Jasper was scared to death that he'd cut someone.

The ever present tension had brought Jasper down to the onsen today. The water was warm, almost hot, and he slipped in gratefully. It was still early so the quiet was nearly complete. Every so often he'd hear the chattering of a bird of the conversation of people off in the distance but it was mostly silent.

Jasper blew out a breath and tried to relax.

[Public place, open post. Feel free to bother him]