- Jun 13, 2017
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Being autonomous was difficult. In his past life, Jamie had most of his decisions made for him. He had a schedule set to the minute, he ate the same food, dressed in the same clothes, slept and awoke at the same times. But now that he's got his own say in things, it became difficult. He's got a little bedroom and bathroom that was his own, and a schedule that only gave him a few hours of structure, and almost always he has too much spare time than he knows what to do with. This was difficult. He has quite a lot of trouble deciding on things, and he didn't know many people in this place, since he didn't know how to interact very well, either, so there weren't many people who could answer his questions.
However, he had met at least one person who he could ask questions to, questions that sometimes made other people look at him strangely, like about turning on a stove, or ironing clothes, or helping him choose clothes to wear. He knew some things. But he wasn't very good at living a normal life. The one person's name was James Havoc, but he preferred Havoc. Mr. Havoc was nice to him. He answered Jamie's questions, and sometimes helped him choose things, and listened to him without laughing or thinking he was insane, which was nice of Mr.Havoc.
He had asked Mr.Havoc quite a lot of questions. And Mr.Havoc had answered all of them. So Jamie thought it might be nice to ask him a more serious question, this time, because he knew Havoc wouldn't get too mad. He was going to ask Havoc about feelings. Jamie knew what feelings were, or at least he had looked it up on the dictionary and google. But he wanted to ask a real person. Mr. Havoc seemed like a good place to start.
So he was here, waiting in the courtyard for Mr. Havoc to show up. It was early in the morning, but Jamie liked being up early. He liked watching the sun rise. When he spotted Mr. Havoc coming from the building, he waved and smiled, like he was supposed to.
"Good morning, Mr. Havoc!" Jamie called out, then added, "Am I allowed to ask you a serious question today?"
@Romi
However, he had met at least one person who he could ask questions to, questions that sometimes made other people look at him strangely, like about turning on a stove, or ironing clothes, or helping him choose clothes to wear. He knew some things. But he wasn't very good at living a normal life. The one person's name was James Havoc, but he preferred Havoc. Mr. Havoc was nice to him. He answered Jamie's questions, and sometimes helped him choose things, and listened to him without laughing or thinking he was insane, which was nice of Mr.Havoc.
He had asked Mr.Havoc quite a lot of questions. And Mr.Havoc had answered all of them. So Jamie thought it might be nice to ask him a more serious question, this time, because he knew Havoc wouldn't get too mad. He was going to ask Havoc about feelings. Jamie knew what feelings were, or at least he had looked it up on the dictionary and google. But he wanted to ask a real person. Mr. Havoc seemed like a good place to start.
So he was here, waiting in the courtyard for Mr. Havoc to show up. It was early in the morning, but Jamie liked being up early. He liked watching the sun rise. When he spotted Mr. Havoc coming from the building, he waved and smiled, like he was supposed to.
"Good morning, Mr. Havoc!" Jamie called out, then added, "Am I allowed to ask you a serious question today?"
@Romi