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    “Jay. Destroying your hands is only going to mess up your piano skills. We can’t afford this right now. How are we supposed to get a show at the Rivoli if half the band can’t even fucking play?” Jay’s hands shook a little as he reached for the bacitracin. Matt snatched it off the counter before he could even get close. “You don’t need this.”

    “Matt, c’mon. Give it.”

    “No! No, Jay, I will not. You need to tell me what’s going on with you. I haven’t seen you shred your hands up like this in forever. You’re supposed to tell me when your head starts getting all fucked again, man.” Jay couldn’t even look him in the face. He was afraid Matt would be able to see it in his eyes: you died, and it was real this time and I don’t know how to fucking handle it. Oh and also, it made me realize I’ve probably been in love with you for the last twenty five years.

     

    Or: Jay's having a little bit of trouble coping with the whole "watching his best friend die for him" thing

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