Perhaps there was no harm, perhaps it was just a game to show off but Jonathan wasn't so sure. He didn't trust people. People were dangerous, cruel and always one step away from their worst instincts. Even so, Jonathan was in a gaming mood. He wanted to test.
"D-D-Daddy issues." Jonathan stuttered out and then looked at Edward, meeting his eyes. There was mischief in his eyes. "ADHD. Com--Comp-pulsions. Try meth."
Jonathan turned to the side and took a drag of his cigarette. "Then you'll ssstop."
"Eh, I never stop. I just get tired. You'd think that would stop me, but it mostly just seems to remove my filter. My first girlfriend broke up with me over that, believe it or not. I was just observing the fluctuating weight, not passing any judgement." He'd have probably been smart enough to keep it to himself if he'd been entirely sober. "Anyway, I'm saving my drug experiments for after school."
Well. "Mostly. Further experiments, anyway." He smiled at Jonathan, amused by being diagnosed. "Daddy issues though... Around here, you can't shake a stick without hitting one of those. That's an easy guess. Suppose all of those are. I'm not one for subtlety."
Jonathan nodded his head in agreement and sucked in as much more tar and ash as he could before he flicked his cigarette onto the floor and stomped onto it. He looked at the door and sighed. He wasn't enjoying any of this but he was just going to have to push through. He'd had worse school experiences.
Jonathan started up the stairs and opened the door, then decided to hold it open for Edward. Southern manners were hard to remove, even if he was using them for an attention seeking punk like this.
"Thank you ever so, Jonny." Edward grinned at him as he stepped inside the school again, sliding both hands into his pocket and starting to walk to his next class. There was something to Jonathan. More than he had deduced so far. It was obvious from the few words he had gotten out of him.
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"D-D-Daddy issues." Jonathan stuttered out and then looked at Edward, meeting his eyes. There was mischief in his eyes. "ADHD. Com--Comp-pulsions. Try meth."
Jonathan turned to the side and took a drag of his cigarette. "Then you'll ssstop."
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Well. "Mostly. Further experiments, anyway." He smiled at Jonathan, amused by being diagnosed. "Daddy issues though... Around here, you can't shake a stick without hitting one of those. That's an easy guess. Suppose all of those are. I'm not one for subtlety."
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Jonathan started up the stairs and opened the door, then decided to hold it open for Edward. Southern manners were hard to remove, even if he was using them for an attention seeking punk like this.
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He'd find out, sooner or later. He always did.