When the road // open // looks rough ahead

[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob's eyes were only drawn from the stars when he heard Aizawa's voice and he just shook his head. "I dunno'. Can't sleep, I guess," he answered before letting out a soft sigh and adding, "I jus' miss 'em. All ah' 'em. The cabin is so big n' it's jus' me n' Harrison n' I ain't ever been any good at bein' alone. I guess stayin' with Goldie n' Harry n' Pincher all in tha' li'l sub was jus'... it was nice. It was like havin' a family again, ya' know. When I would 'ave Ma n' Pa n' Jersey all over at once n' Jersey would get in a fight with my Pa but we were all still there. Or when... I dunno'... when I wasn' alone. He wasn't even completely aware of what he was saying as he said it and he just looked at the stars for a moment after that. How long had it been since he slept? He knew it hadn't been much since getting the note from Archie or really even after he'd left Pincher and Goldie. After a moment, he seemed to realize what he'd just said and glanced to Aizawa, his eyes widening and taking a deep breath before moving the cookies over. "Ya' wanna' cookie? They're peanut butter. My Ma's recipe so they're pretty much the best," he said with a light smile. Maybe if he just pretended like he never talked about his strong desire for family connections and horribly, crippling fear of loneliness. Instead, he was just going to reach into his bag of cookies and inhale another one. Cookies might not solve his problems or make him feel any better about himself but they did taste good.  —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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