Wanna know a secret, Tim? Every single one of us thinks 'not me'. One of the first pieces of advice anyone gave me here was 'you're not special, don't put it off, it'll be worse'. I didn't even say anything to prompt that, it's just...I dunno, how the brain works, I guess. No idea if this makes ya feel better at all, but it's not like you're the first person to do this. From what I can tell? Happens a lot.
[Of course he hadn't needed that advice, he was trying out his feeding method before the hunger even hit.]
[Jack moves, bending and reaching to fish around under the sink for one of the random packs of cigarettes lying around. He can't smoke, but he can still go through the motions. The lighting of it, the holding of it, all that stuff. It's soothing.]
[He lights one and then sets the pack and a book of matches within Tim's reach, in case he wants one.]
Consider it your final initiation into monsterdom. Like a really fucked up graduation. It's over, done, you don't have to deal with it again. You're gonna sleep well tonight, you're gonna get up tomorrow, and you're gonna feel a little better. Next day, little more better. Etcetera, etcetera.
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[Of course he hadn't needed that advice, he was trying out his feeding method before the hunger even hit.]
[Jack moves, bending and reaching to fish around under the sink for one of the random packs of cigarettes lying around. He can't smoke, but he can still go through the motions. The lighting of it, the holding of it, all that stuff. It's soothing.]
[He lights one and then sets the pack and a book of matches within Tim's reach, in case he wants one.]
Consider it your final initiation into monsterdom. Like a really fucked up graduation. It's over, done, you don't have to deal with it again. You're gonna sleep well tonight, you're gonna get up tomorrow, and you're gonna feel a little better. Next day, little more better. Etcetera, etcetera.