"Both feel real but in different ways. I can ground myself better these days. I know when I'm dreaming and when I'm awake." It took him years to truly master that and trust where he was but these days, it was pretty clear to him. "We all work differently, we're all people. No two are alike. Trust me, it gets easier the more you d--"
There was some crashing sounds from the bar and Jon frowned, tilting to try and look out there but there seemed to be no follow up so he assumed an idiot waiter dropped a load of glasses.
"We could try doing it together, like. Baby steps and all tha--"
There was a smash, a strange squeal and Jonathan was not amused by the second interruption. "What's going on? Fuck sake!" Oh wait. Yelling. "Sorry, mate. One sec. ED!"
What was happening was that Klaus, high off his tits, was trying to steal a bag of crisps from behind the bar in the least elegant fashion and had somehow managed to knock over a ton of glasses and fall on top of them. As always, pure chaos.
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There was some crashing sounds from the bar and Jon frowned, tilting to try and look out there but there seemed to be no follow up so he assumed an idiot waiter dropped a load of glasses.
"We could try doing it together, like. Baby steps and all tha--"
There was a smash, a strange squeal and Jonathan was not amused by the second interruption. "What's going on? Fuck sake!" Oh wait. Yelling. "Sorry, mate. One sec. ED!"
What was happening was that Klaus, high off his tits, was trying to steal a bag of crisps from behind the bar in the least elegant fashion and had somehow managed to knock over a ton of glasses and fall on top of them. As always, pure chaos.