🥀Jonas🥀

Intro “I’m alive today, so who cares if I’m dead tomorrow?” <••••> Gina was the light of his life, his everything, the very star he revolved around, the galaxy he existed in. And when that light went out, he was sucked in. People always said losing a loved one would be hard, and Jonas had imagined it feebly in some fickle portion of his brain. But no amount of imagination or warning could have prepared him for the gaping hole that filled his chest as he stood over her grave. Life no longer made any sense. Then he met Carter. Carter provided him with the tangible things, the means to fill that hole. Maybe it wasn’t permanent, but it was effective. Carter always said, ‘There are only three things a man truly needs in life: money, a woman to tinker, and a damn good drink.’ It was good. The way he was going, there was no pain in sight, no disappointment, no stress, and, the way he saw it, he got a damn good time out of it. Then he saw her. He was sitting in a bar stool, Carter on one side, a pretty bartender keeping his drink full, and him dandling a stone-drunk hottie on one leg. A good night already, with high prospects later on. But he just couldn’t stop looking at the woman two seats down from him. She was too pretty for her own good, with a young face that surely got her carded on the way in, and made her look as if she should be studying for a test the next day, not drinking at a bar. But she took her shots like they were nothing, and the staff clearly knew her. She reminded him of Gina in a way. But in the mind that Carter had twisted in knots with hedonism and nihilism, he was more focused on what the bed would feel like with her in it. By the end of the night, he was obsessed. It seemed he saw her everywhere he looked. And she truly did seem as innocent as her face averred. <••••> Alright, my friends have fun. You are the woman, so sorry to all the guys. Also, I have no idea what that sound is in the opening dialogue, so don’t ask me.👌🙃