status: closed for @jo-rivera​ location: isidore’s apartment timeframe: shortly after Christmas - after he had told Steph, Emilia, and Renzie the truth
  “It is all here,” Isidore extended a small paper grocery bag - he never used plastic, it wasn’t good for the Earth or oceans. He’d invited Jo over to stop by to return some of her things, left behind in his place after their split and her move. He’d held on to them at first, but then, eventually; they were lost in the clutter. He’d spent 45 minutes trying to resurface them, after all these years, and had come up with a small assortment of her things. A sock (no match to it, just a lone sock), a set of earrings, an old (washed) Tupperware container, and some hair bands... though, some of them may have been his, back when he had his long hair, when first arriving.Â
  It had been more of a play to get Jo there, rather than to truly return her things. Isidore had sat on it for awhile, dealing with the emotions that came from Steph’s explosive reaction, from the way everything else had began spiraling... and while Isi was sure if he didn’t Jo, Steph would, eventually; it had felt dire that the words come from him.Â
  Jo may not even believe him, and Isidore was prepared for that possibility. He would sound- well, insane, of course. “Jo? Can... I wanted to talk with you, if you have time today. Right now.”Â
  His heart was ringing in his ears, a thud in his chest, and suddenly, he wondered why he had willingly chosen to do this to himself, yet again... but he’d already started, hadn’t he? It would be hard to back out now. He wet his lips, throat dry. “Did you still want to know about my past?”Â
