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Who: Jamie and Kayos.
Where: Around Marquette.
When: Afternoon.

This was never a really good time of year for Jamie. He liked snow, he liked all the holiday spirit stuff... despite not having anyone to spend it with, which reminded him of who he could've spent it with, which reminded him of what he lost, which had happened so long ago, but was still fresh in his mind. In his bed, he'd stare up at the ceiling, having just a hard time as ever sleeping, trying to keep an even, steady breath as he gripped the covers tightly.

He'd pace around his little house at nights, flipping through TV channels, try to eat something, try to make something, but... actually completing anything was... he didn't have enough in him to go through with it.

When day came, he left the house. Fresh air, sunlight, all that stuff, that was suppose to be good for you, yeah?

Maybe it was good for him, but it sure didn't make him feel better.

Taking a seat on the nearest bench, he smothered his face in his hands. He didn't want people to see him, and the evident emotional distress he was going through.

But damn it, he wanted someone he could cry to.