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Dirk stared at his phone. His heart beat fast. He counted slowly to 10.
Jake still hadn’t replied. Okay, okay he was probably fine.
Dirk had been a little overly clingy recently and Jake just needed a breather.
Ohfuckohfuckohfuck
What if he was dead.
No.
Ok, no Dirk, calm down. Deep breathing. In … out..
There you see that’s better.
He sat down. Maybe he sent too many messages.
What if it makes him seem desperate. Oh my god what.
He pulls out his phone again, ready to message Jake with an apology.
No wait, that’s not what you want to do, don’t make the situation worse.
Dirk put it back down. Slowly. Jake still hadn’t replied anyway. Dirk realized that yes, Jake was just ignoring him. No he wasn’t dead. He had known that, he was just overreacting. There was no way Jake would just suddenly die after all those years alone on that island of his, and all that time that was spent adventuring.
Dirk kneels down and puts hangs his head.
I’ve really screwed up, huh?