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Dave Jump: A Narrative Fiction
There was a rap at the apartments entrance that made Dave jump. He rolled his eyes behind his dim shades and reminded himself of how much he hated visitors, especially when it was 11:40 in the evening. With a groan, Strider stood and trudged toward the doorway, twisted the handle, and yanked the door open. The last person he expected this sudden, spontaneous visitor to be, looked at him and quickly brought him into an embrace. Said hug was rather tight, which caused Dave to inhale deeply in fear he'd suffocate otherwise. "Yo, dude." He greeted nonchalantly and planned to oppress his joy for a while. If he expressed what he felt at that moment in time, he would have immediately started bawling and hugging back tightly; but he had to act as if he were upset with the other, or at least not as ecstatic that he was home. He was, after all the reason Dave had to take care of himself--why he was alone and worried all the time.

"What's …show more content…
"Huh?"

"Have you been okay, y'know, emotionally? You aren't..depressed or anything, right? Pissed at me?"

Dave shrugged and shook his head. "No..."

"Are you...sure?"

Dave, after a minute or two, let out a heavy sigh and removed his sunglasses. He placed them carefully upon the coffee table before himself, glaring at the hardwood floor. Removing ones shades were the Strider brother's way of saying they're being entirely serious

"I may not be sure, actually."

The words made Dirk pause with wide eyes. He didn't think it'd be that easy, getting him to tell him what was really wrong.

"Do you want to know why?" Dave asked with a slightly hurt expression. It seemed like he was gaining courage. Dirk nodded hesitantly, not sure what the other was going to tell him.

"I've been alone for almost a year and a half. I have no one to look up to, I have no one to talk to." Said Dave who gripped his sleeve as he teared up a
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