[RL with Kirk - are you afraid of the dark?]

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[Emo knows that, logically, there's nothing really awful going on here. His mask is gone - so what? Go to bed, sleep through the day, call in sick to work, it'll be fine after the virus wears off. It has to be a virus too because he doesn't just misplace his eyes. But there are sounds in his house and it's a shitty place with shitty locks and what if the virus has nothing to do with the sounds? What if there's - what if someone's in here and he can't see so he can't fight them off and what if they lock him in a closet and burn the goddamned place down or something? He doesn't know what people might do to him and that's the worst part.

At least he can maybe help out Kirk, and then not focus on this, but shit, he can't just wander around without the goddamned mask because that'll put everyone off their fucking lunch. Dinner. God it's so early in the morning, he could just go to sleep -

He struggles out of his room, moves through the living room by memory and reaches the kitchen, groping around for a towel and throwing it over his face before collapsing into a chair - or, misplacing the chair and instead collapsing to the floor.] Fuck!

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[Jim arrives looking like he hasn't slept in days - probably about a month, actually, since he's had real sleep.] Hey, Emo. [He makes his presence known immediately, knowing what silence might do to a blind man. He walks into the living room before he notices Emo on the floor, but when he does, he doesn't say anything, just moves to help him up, putting a hand on his arm and helping him into the chair.] Easy, buddy.

[He means it to sound encouraging, but it probably just infantilizes him. Oops. When Emo's back in his chair, Jim goes to take a seat on the couch, debating commenting on the towel for a moment. Instead, he sits in the comfortable silence. It's nice to be in the company of a friend for the first time in a long time. He rests his forearms on his knees comfortably.] Nice place. [As if he hadn't just come in and found him on the floor in a mess.]