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The Perk, Wednesday Noon
You ever wake up feeling like everything around you was coming apart, and yet you were fine? Jesse wouldn't be able to tell you why, exactly, but that feeling had settled in the pit of her stomach, drenching her in unease.
Town Hall just made it worse, so by the time the morning was almost done with, she decided to head out. Here, to the Perk, with her foot tapping impatiently against the floor as she waited for her coffee to show up.
"Seriously," she muttered.
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Town Hall just made it worse, so by the time the morning was almost done with, she decided to head out. Here, to the Perk, with her foot tapping impatiently against the floor as she waited for her coffee to show up.
"Seriously," she muttered.
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And that was probably just because he was. Like, say, right now, making his way into the Perk.
"Look who it is."
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Never mind that it felt exactly like leave, getting back here.
(Seeing her.)
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"Well, you heard the lady," he told the barista. "I'll just take a regular coffee. Black."
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What? What.
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Or at least made it over to the table, then considered his seating options.
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"So how did it go this time?"
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And as he settled down, he took a sip. Then shrugged. "The same," he admitted. "I... don't know if anything's actually happening. But they say it's gonna take -- they say it's not supposed to be fast."
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And then said, a little lower, "Well, haven't let them actually... try the words, yet."
That would be a way to test it, wouldn't it? In a pretty definitive way.
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Jesse sipped her coffee.
"... Okay, I can see why they wouldn't want to just do that to you like that."
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He trailed off, and shrugged.
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"I don't want people getting hurt," he said, "just because they're trying to help me."
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"They are," he agreed, "and they could."
But.
"I just don't want them to."
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Another sip.
"Hoping I'll... feel something. First."
A balance, maybe. Or something approaching it.
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Then he gave a wry huff, aimed more at himself than anything else. "If that's even a thing that's possible. But I want to give it more time, if it is."
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"What about you?" he asked, because that was enough about Wakanda, and his broken brain. "Did I miss anything?"
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