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Virgil heaved, having curled up on his bed in a horrendous breakdown. He couldn't think straight. He was tightly clinging onto the closest weapon-like thing he could find - to his luck it was a baseball bat he had bought as a Halloween prop ages ago.
He was still shaky at the thought of being watched - he glanced over to his laptop which was the source of all his anxiety. The source of what caused this break in his mental stability.
Logan told him not to open his laptop until they met up to have it wiped. Patton had attempted to cheer him up with cat gifs. Roman was throwing general phrases of concern his way and Remus even offered to burn it all.
The only one of his friends he hadn't told yet was Janus. Mostly because of the unusual state of their relationship and how they mutually hated each other.
Speak of the devil and he shall arrive. Virgil felt his phone vibrate loudly near his ear. He had placed it on the edge of the bed next to where he had curled up to panic.
Virgil hesitated before he mustered enough willpower to shut him down.
The way Janus would always spell out 'suffer' like that made Virgil roll his eyes in annoyance and wish he could smack him, but he couldn't - not in current lockdown conditions at least. He took a mental note to bitch slap Janus when they finally met up as he typed down the situation to Janus. About the privacy breach and how he was scared to turn on his laptop.
That's when Virgil had enough. It pushed a nerve and threatened to open a pandora's box of emotional problems he'd been piling up. And since he wasn't ready to unpack that just yet he left one single message before getting up to wash his face and walk it off:
And he finally got up from his bed. He set the bat on his bed and stretched
He then proceeded to the bathroom - washing over his face with cold water not once but twice.
He stood there staring at himself in the mirror for a while. The eye bags under his eyes from all the sleepless nights of teen drama and school assignments. The mess of a hair he had promised himself he'd cut, but never got around to it.
He took several minutes to take in the view and just blank out for a bit - until he felt enough will to head back to his room and get ready to retire for the night with a bat by his side.
Before he did so he decided to give Janus the light of day:
Why was he giving Janus the light of day any way? Virgil wondered this as he scrolled after a brief pause in messages - indicated by the different time stamp above it.
Virgil had a smirk plastered on his face and he felt significantly better - reminding himself of the nature of his relationship with Janus once more - when worse comes to worst - they've got eachother's backs despite their mutual disdain for one another.