It's not the end of the world. It's...he'll handle it. He's handling it.
He's not the only one. If that helps.
Jay takes a deep breath. He looks up at Tim and manages a smile. It's thin, it's barely-there, but it's sincere.
Around them, the flames are dying out.
"This is...supposed to be a bathhouse, right?" ("It's like one my Japanese animes," his brain helpfully offers.) "If we're done, do we just, like...take a 'spa day' 'til the end of the event?"
The idea sounds even stupider out loud. Nice going.
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He's not the only one. If that helps.
Jay takes a deep breath. He looks up at Tim and manages a smile. It's thin, it's barely-there, but it's sincere.
Around them, the flames are dying out.
"This is...supposed to be a bathhouse, right?" ("It's like one my Japanese animes," his brain helpfully offers.) "If we're done, do we just, like...take a 'spa day' 'til the end of the event?"
The idea sounds even stupider out loud. Nice going.