[ Jaime crosses his legs on the couch, shifting a little to hug one knee to his chest, chin resting lightly upon it as he listens to her talk. He's felt the desire to move before. Several times, in fact. Every time a roommate he had gotten close to leaves, he thinks about packing up his things and moving to apartment where he can live alone, no more roommates to greet and to get close to, no more memories surrounding him. It would be easier. He knows that it would be easier.
He's never done it. Every time he's started going through the motions, he's overcome with a sensation of prolonged loneliness, like he's trying to wipe away all that there's been. He doesn't want to do that.
So he stays right here, and he doesn't throw anything away. Maybe they're gone, but he'll hold onto what's left of them. It's worked for him. ]
Is that why you live alone now? So you don't have to?
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[ Jaime crosses his legs on the couch, shifting a little to hug one knee to his chest, chin resting lightly upon it as he listens to her talk. He's felt the desire to move before. Several times, in fact. Every time a roommate he had gotten close to leaves, he thinks about packing up his things and moving to apartment where he can live alone, no more roommates to greet and to get close to, no more memories surrounding him. It would be easier. He knows that it would be easier.
He's never done it. Every time he's started going through the motions, he's overcome with a sensation of prolonged loneliness, like he's trying to wipe away all that there's been. He doesn't want to do that.
So he stays right here, and he doesn't throw anything away. Maybe they're gone, but he'll hold onto what's left of them. It's worked for him. ]
Is that why you live alone now? So you don't have to?