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May. 29th, 2017
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beautifuldayWho: Sasha Stanford and Justin Campbell
What: Skyping
Where: New York and beyond
When: After this and this
Sasha’s phone call with Justin was literally just, “I’m just going home now. I’ll Skype you as soon as I get there. Love you. Bye.” Because he didn’t want to start completely venting in the school corridor where anyone and everyone passing by or lurking around corners could hear. It’s why he mostly texted with Justin during the day. The phone call was, no doubt, because Justin had read his rant on Facebook. One he had no intentions of removing because he was still pissed off as all fuck.
As soon as he got in, he pulled out his laptop and set it up on his bed. Everything else had been dumped just inside the bedroom door. Zeke had been right. He needed to talk to Justin more than anything else right now. They were a couple, and one that had built up on a foundation of open communication and open judgment-free understanding. Sasha was just less seasoned than Justin of having mental illness in his life. He was still a metaphorical baby when it came to being in love with someone who was mentally ill. He fucked up sometimes, he got angry and defensive easily when Justin was threatened. It was just the way it was.
( He brought up Skype and dialled Justin in... )
LOG, COMPLETE
What: Skyping
Where: New York and beyond
When: After this and this
Sasha’s phone call with Justin was literally just, “I’m just going home now. I’ll Skype you as soon as I get there. Love you. Bye.” Because he didn’t want to start completely venting in the school corridor where anyone and everyone passing by or lurking around corners could hear. It’s why he mostly texted with Justin during the day. The phone call was, no doubt, because Justin had read his rant on Facebook. One he had no intentions of removing because he was still pissed off as all fuck.
As soon as he got in, he pulled out his laptop and set it up on his bed. Everything else had been dumped just inside the bedroom door. Zeke had been right. He needed to talk to Justin more than anything else right now. They were a couple, and one that had built up on a foundation of open communication and open judgment-free understanding. Sasha was just less seasoned than Justin of having mental illness in his life. He was still a metaphorical baby when it came to being in love with someone who was mentally ill. He fucked up sometimes, he got angry and defensive easily when Justin was threatened. It was just the way it was.
( He brought up Skype and dialled Justin in... )
LOG, COMPLETE
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