Prodigal Son

Jesse Fischer. Quite possibly trouble.

[sophiadabis]

“I see you trying to photobomb me. At least smile or something.”

[j-ssefischer]

“Uh, sorry. I was just walking by. I was confused at what you were doing.”

[l-etha-blog]

“I have no appetite. This bug is killing me.”

[j-ssefischer]

“The spawn of Satan can get the flu?”

[ceciliarothsc]

“—Really? Is it the end of the world that’s prompting this, or am I just fortunate to run into someone so kind?”

“I’m so sorry that happened to you.”

[j-ssefischer]

“I think we just need to help each other out--everyone, I mean. Especially if you’re not getting the mark.”

“Thanks.”

[ceciliarothsc]

“Yeah, I’m not looking forward to feeling like I need to be all ‘bed-ridden’”

“—Oh, I’m sorry about that… that sounds traumatic.”

[j-ssefischer]

“If I see any medication, I’ll pick you up what I can.”

“Yeah, a little bit. Still don’t do well in the water.”

[ceciliarothsc]

“Even if the supply of it is gonna be scarce in God knows how long? I try, really…  I think this is just gonna be one of those colds you can’t get away from— or the flu, even..”

“May I ask what happened?”

[j-ssefischer]

“Oh no, that’s not good.”

“Uh, it was a boating accident as a kid, and a car accident in the last departure.”

[meeraxpatelx-blog]

“If I may ask, what do you do for a living?”

[j-ssefischer]

“Not much any more. I used to be a fisherman, and then a janitor, and now I sort of just keep up a friend’s house and sort of just keep an eye on her.”

[ceciliarothsc]

“…I don’t know, my body just feels really weak and I’ve got this massive headache. –What’s wrong with your arm?”

[j-ssefischer]

“Have you eaten? Drinking enough water?”

“Just a string of bad luck on my arm.”

[meeraxpatelx-blog]

“High school students would be able to better understand the approaches to psychology and understanding it.”

[j-ssefischer]

“Sounds fair.”

[meeraxpatelx-blog]

“Trust me. I love little kids but they don’t exactly have the mental capacity for my liking.”

[j-ssefischer]

“But when they start taking the AP courses? Then they’re a-okay?”

[meeraxpatelx-blog]

“There’s always room for  a smile instead of the frown.”

[j-ssefischer]

“Are you sure you’re not an elementary school teacher?”

[l-etha-blog]

“Yes, it was.”

[j-ssefischer]

“How?”

[ceciliarothsc]

“Geez, I feel like crap. Would you happen to have some Ibuprofen, or something?”

[j-ssefischer]

“Are you okay? I’ve got something a little stronger--for my arm.”

[l-etha-blog]

“Yeah. I was trying to give you that great deal on a fix for your arm.”

[j-ssefischer]

“Uh. No. That wasn’t you.”

[l-etha-blog]

“Oh, it’s my favorite man with the busted arm. I don’t need luck, honestly.”

[j-ssefischer]

“Have we met before?”

[l-etha-blog]

“Okay. So I need to find a legit place to stay. Rent free. Permanently. Any ideas?”

[j-ssefischer]

“Rent free and permanent? Good luck.”

[meeraxpatelx-blog]

“I’ll teach as long as I can, it’s my passion and I love it.”

[j-ssefischer]

“It’s good to have people around like you.”

[meeraxpatelx-blog]

j-ssefischer :

“You still manage to teach now?”

“I’ll teach as long as I can, it’s my passion and I love it.”

[j-ssefischer]

"It's good to see someone keeping some sort of optimism around here."