@caelitem !!
He had been roomed with J. The person he had been searching for a way to return to for years, now just.....sitting in their living room, eating a bowl of Lucky Charms as if being alive was somehow normal for him.
And Z didn’t know what to say to that at all.
“J.”
How was he supposed to act? Nonchalant? Happy? Where did J come from? When did he come from, even? There were too many questions that Z wanted to ask, but.....none of them seemed right to start off with.








