[If he wants to get all existential on Tim, that's fine. Tim stopped having preferences regarding what happened with his life years ago. If you don't have a direction, you don't have to be disappointed or plaintive when things inevitably go south.
He says nothing. He blows out a long stream of nicotine-scented smoke and scratches the peppering of shadow starting to lace his jaw.]
Yeah, okay, except not everything has its reasons. I don't think we're dead. I think we're just here. Someplace else.
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He says nothing. He blows out a long stream of nicotine-scented smoke and scratches the peppering of shadow starting to lace his jaw.]
Yeah, okay, except not everything has its reasons. I don't think we're dead. I think we're just here. Someplace else.