The Pac's Reunion

You enter the room that's been in your mind for months. As soon as the invitation first arrived in the mail: "Your 25th High School Reunion!" So much that you've lost from your memory came flashing back. You've moved on from who you used to be. Found a good job, a house in a beautiful neighborhood. There's nothing there for you to go back to. [[And yet...]]

Despite every logical argument your brain makes to stay away, your heart imagines a different scenario. A scenario where you see the faces you never wanted to see again. And live out the arguments you once had daily in your shower, to their faces. The halfwit gangs who bullied you. The women who rejected you. The friends who let you down. [[You told yourself you could do it.]]

**The Gymnasium** (set: $talked_ghosts to 0)(set: $talked_ms to 0)(set: $talked_dan to 0)(set: $drinks to 0)(set: $ate_pellet to 0)You enter the highschool gym, at the same time so familiar and alien, as your brain rapid fire pulls up memories it had stored away long ago. The lights in the basketball court have been dimmed to create a pseudo-social atmosphere. A long perfunctory table of snacks and drinks is laid out--feeling very strange that alcohol is being provided by the institution that so long tried to convince you of its evils. In all corners of the room, shadows of the faces of your former classmates cluster and chat, their mumbles and laughter filling the room with a strangely calming white noise. They socialize with ease. They're telling stories from the time you've always wanted to escape, for them the time they wish they could return to. You suddenly feel very small in your suit, like the 16-year-old you were whose shoulders hadn't broadened out yet. You consider leaving the room & driving home again. [[Turn around and leave.]] [[Stay and see who's here->Look around sober]]

Your turn around and walk out, right back to your car. This was stupid, stupid, stupid, you think. There's nothing for you here. And there's no option but to leave it behind. [[Drive away.->The End]]

You look around the gym for familiar faces. Laughing and spilling their drinks everywhere, you see the group of boys who used to chase and bully you. They've grown older, but you see the same cruelty in their eyes. Missy, the girl who you were infatuated with for as long as you can remember is here as well. She fell off your radar, but although middle age has started to change her body, her beauty still shines through nonetheless. By himself in the corner is Dan, the closest thing that you had to a friend when you were here. Both outcasts, the two of you ended up eating a lot of lonely lunches together while the school passed around you. The last time you saw him, it looked like he was getting through some rough times, but in his suit it seems like he might be started to get his life back together. (if: $talked_ghosts is 0)[ [[Go up to the bullies.]] ] (if: $talked_girl is 0)[ [[Go up to Missy.->Go up to the girl.]] ] (if: $talked_dan is 0)[ [[Go up to Dan.]] ] [[Head to the refreshments.]] (if: $talked_dan is 1)[ (if:$talked_girl is 1)[ (if: $talked_ghosts is 1)[ [[Leave the reunion.->Leave sober]] ] ] ]

(set: $talked_ghosts to 1) You approach the group, preparing yourself with the argument you've spent the past decades cooking up in your head. You didn't think that you'd have the guts to say it, but watching these assholes laugh and slosh around in real life starts a tiny fire within you. A fire you sometimes forget that you have. When you're a few feet away, Clyde turns and notices you approaching. The *de facto* leader of the gang. It takes a second, but after looking at you long enough his eyes light up with recognition. You see Clyde excuse himself from the group, and walk over to intercept you before you reach everyone else. You're not going to let him get the better of you. Not this time. Chicken out, let Clyde get the better of you.(click-replace: "Chicken out, let Clyde get the better of you.")[ This is your chance. You have to do it, now or never.] [[Tell Clyde what you think about him.]]

(set: $talked_girl to 1) Nervously you approach her. She's locked in conversation with others, ones who you don't recognize but look attractive and successful enough that you probably didn't interact with them much when you were in school. You patiently stand behind the group, waiting to be let in to join. Eventually, she turns around, taking a few seconds to eye your face, try to place it in her memories. As she keeps thinking, it starts to get embarassing. "Missy?" you try to help her. "Of course, and you...you...Parker--" "Patrick," you cut her off. "Patrick Mann." "Right! Yes, Patrick Mann." She smiles a polite smile, but polite is about as far as it goes. You start feeling uncomfortable again. You've been picturing talking to Missy again for years, and yet given the opportunity, you're frozen, unsure of what to say. Luckily she helps you. "I was just showing everyone some pictures, here take a look." [[Look at Missy's pictures.]]

(set: $talked_dan to 1)You head over to Dan. At a reunion, might as well talk to the one person you know. As you approach, he looks at you with an odd smile on his face. "Hey Dan." He just smiles back. Is everything okay? He keeps rubbing his suit pockets. [[Say hi again.]] [[Ask what's in his pocket.]]

Slipping away from all the people, you head over to the refreshments. As you had expected, the school spared pretty much every expense putting out the spread. Plates of Dots, maybe brought in by guests potluck-style?, all look identical to you. The bowl of punch looks absolutely vile, but next to it is the half-full bottle of cherry vodka that smells like the offending booze. [[Eat a Dot.]] [[Take a shot of cherry vodka.]]

You grab a Dot and toss it in your mouth. Back in high-school, you would stress eat your feelings too, once throwing back enough dots in a year to escape the stress of school that you gained fifteen pounds. [[Eat another Dot.->Eat a Dot.]] [[Take a shot of cherry vodka.]]

(set: $drinks to it + 1) You grab a red cup and pour in some vodka, throwing it back down your throat. You hate the cherry taste in your mouth, but the faint burn in your throat feels good. (if: $drinks < 5)[ [[Take another shot.->Take a shot of cherry vodka.]] ](else:)[ [[Take another shot.->Too many shots.]] ] [[Rejoin the reunion.->Look around sober]]

(set: $drinks to it + 1) All the alcohol starts hitting you, and you can feel the buzz in your brain. You're feeling a little more relaxed. Like maybe time for some more shots, right? (if: $drinks < 8)[ [[Take another shot.->Too many shots.]] *Whoah...maybe it's time to cool it.* ](else:)[ [[Take another shot.->Now you're drunk.]] *Whoah...maybe it's time to cool it.* ] [[Rejoin the reunion.->Look around buzzed]]

You're definitely feeling more than more than buzzed now. you're starting to feel a little a little dizzy or maybe it's the room that's making you dizzy you dizzy im dizzy we're... but i dont mind that cherry taste that much right nowanymore take another shot.(click-replace: "take another shot.")[ *you forgot where you put the vodka*] [[rejoin the reunion->Look around drunk]]

You're feeling good. You scan the room. Let's see... [[There's those bullies hanging out]] [[There's Missy, looking good as ever]] [[And Dan's still over in his corner]] [[And of course the refreshments are still here->Too many shots.]]

this fukcing gym this fucking gym getting picked last for for the basketball gym class when we played fucking... [[whos here->Look around drunk B]]

"Hi Dan." He lets out a shallow laugh, and keeps smiling ahead. Should you get someone for help? Go back to your car and take him to the doctor? Throw water on his face? As you're contemplating, you're startled to hear Dan respond. "Hey man" he wheezes. "Crazy, right?" "Yeah" you respond. "This whole thing's so weird." "I almost didn't come." "Yeah, me neither. I was so nervous, you know." "Yeaaaaaah...solved that though." You realize that Dan is high right now. [[Ask Dan what's in his pocket.]]

You ask Dan what's in his pocket, but he just stares back at you and starts laughing. You're starting to get pissed off. [[Grab whatever's in his pocket.]]

Chuckling, Dan reaches into his pocket and pulls out exactly what you had suspected--a pill bottle, rattling it around so that you can see all the pellets inside. You're disappointed in Dan. You thought he'd sorted his life out, but he's still right back where you were in highschool. This just makes you even more depressed, and you desperately want to get away. "Well, you have fun with that, Dan." "Yeah, you too man." [[Rejoin the reunion.->Look around sober]]

You reach for Dan's pocket to see what's going on, but as soon as he realizes what you're doing, he pulls away from you. "Whooaaah, not cool!" he shouts. Your hand falls forward into nothing, but as you both stumble over, Dan's pocket opens and a pill bottle falls out. Full of pellets. He's back right where he was in high school. Before you can stand up, Dan has grabbed the bottle back, and returned it to his pocket. "Not. Cool." he repeats, walking away. You stand up, cheeks red, afraid to look around the room to see if your scene has been noticed by others. [[Rejoin the reunion.->Look around sober]]

You look at the pictures, and your gut silently tightens. Missy, surrounded by four children, and a gorgeous man next to her. Gorgeous. Looks like he's out of a sportsman's catalogue to you. Of course she got married, you'd known she must have. But just the fact that you never did, that you kept holding onto your teenage fantasies all this time... Now you've finally been confronted with the truth. Your fantasies were always fantasies, you knew that, but now you see they're only fantasies. Missy is looking up at you, expecting some sort of response. [["Beautiful."-->Missy responds]] [["Congratulations."-->Missy responds]] [[Nod and smile.-->Missy responds]]

Missy smiles back at you, but not the smile you had hoped for. It's the smile a mother might give her 10-year-old son when he says he's going to be a mountainclimber. *You're so cute* is what the smile says. *Cute like a puppy.* It's silent for a little bit too long. "Well Patrick, great to see you again." "Yes, you too." The feeling of your shattered expectations doesn't feel like anything to you. It's strangely numbing. [[Rejoin the reunion.->Look around sober]]

You've gotten out of the gym. # **The End.** [[Try to leave a different way?->It's been in your mind for months.]]

You scan the faces of the room, and feel a familiar stoicism. There's nothing here for you. There never was. Evolution gave us the ability to forget the past, a survival instinct. There are no time machines. You won't be able to heal your teenage years as an adult. You can only move foward and hope the thoughts, the people, the fantasies, get left behind. Of everyone you spoke to, no one made you more excited than you feel walking through the double doors out of that gymnasium. It can burn to the ground, for all you care. [[Get the hell out of here.->The End]]

Once Clyde's within earshot, you're ready to give him a piece of your mind, 25 years of pent up anger, finally getting even. "Listen Clyde--" Before you can get a third word out, Clyde's hand is on your shoulder. It shocks you because there's no aggression in it. Instead, there's compassion. [[Look at Clyde in shock.]]

"Patrick Mann," Clyde says, not a hint of malace in his voice. "I'm really glad you came to the reunion. I've been really hoping I'd get a chance to see you." Throw his arm off. You're done with his games.(click-replace: "Throw his arm off. You're done with his games.")[ You tell your brain to throw his arm off, but your entire body is dumbstruck at how different reality is playing out than your fantasy arguments.] [[Listen to what Clyde has to say.]]

Clyde looks down at his hands, twisting them, not quite meeting your gaze. "When the reunion invitation came around, I started thinking a lot about highschool. Thinking a lot about who I was back then, and how embarassed I am by that person. I was pretty mean to you, Patrick. Really mean, actually. I'm not proud of it. I don't expect you to forgive me for the things I did, but I just need to let you know that I'm really, truly sorry for how I behaved. I was a stupid teenager, but I don't want people thinking that's who I am as an adult." He finally looks up at you. Clearly, you weren't the only one planning a monologue in your head. You can see what's really in his eyes now--shame. [[Tell Clyde you forgive him.]] [[Clyde can go fuck himself.]]

Your rage has been fully depleted. Now you feel like the asshole, holdhing onto a highschool grudge as a middle aged man. You extend your hand, and since he's still wringing is, the two of you awkwardly manage a handshake. "Don't worry about it," you lie to him. "We're all adults." "Yes," Clyde responds with relief. "We are. Do you want to join us for a drink?" You look over at the rest of the group. It's certainly a kind invitation, but you know you're not one of them. You never were like them, and you'll never be like them. "That's okay. Thanks Clyde." "Well, see you around." "Yeah, see you around." [[Rejoin the reunion.->Look around sober]]

Clyde looks particularly pathetic at the moment, and you relish that in your head. But what can you do to someone this pathetic? Spit in their face? The most you can muster is to just nod at him and walk away, silently. You can hear Clyde sigh behind your back. At least he got off his chest what he needed to. Looks like he bested you again, after all. [[Rejoin the reunion.->Look around sober]]

(if: $talked_ghosts < 3)[ those fuckers who used to psuh me around what are they doing here i should go i should go kick their asses ] (if: $talked_girl < 3)[ and missy goddamn missy missy missy what was wrong with me missy you think you were too good for too good for me? just because youre so damn beautiful well im good enough ] (if: $talked_dan < 3)[ and theres dan, right how fucking sad thats the friend i ended up with how fucking pathetic of me i'm the one who just has the burnout friend ] (if: $talked_ghosts < 3)[ [[mess up those bullies]] ] (if: $talked_girl <3)[ [[make missy love me]] ] (if: $talked_dan < 3)[ [[tell dan he needs to get his shit together]]] (if: $talked_ghosts is 3)[ (if: $talked_girl is 3)[ (if: $talked_dan is 3)[ [[well what now]] ]]]

(if: $talked_ghosts is 1)[ that clyde thinks hes so high n mighty and just erase everything because he *feels sorry now* lets see if hes really sorry (set: $talked_ghosts to 3) [[go up to clyde]]](else:)[ theres clyde like their stupid leader egged em all on made them do all kinds all kinds of things now its my turn (set: $talked_ghosts to 3) [[go up to clyde->go up to clyde B]]]

(set: $talked_girl to 3)there she is i walk over to missy like the suave man that i am (if: $talked_girl is 1)[[["Excuse me miss, might I have a dance?"->might we dance]] [["Pardon the interruption, but a moment to continue our conversation?"]]](else:)[[["So nice to see you again, darling."->nice to see you]]]

(set: $laughs to 0)(if: $talked_dan is 1)[(set: $talked_dan to 3)i walk up to dan hes still got that stupid smile on his face and i want to tell him hes gotta get his shit take it get it together but then he starts laughing at nothing and i dont know why but im laughing too [[laugh back]]](else:)[havent talked to dan in so long hope it isnt awkward the way it is so many times ... but its not awkward hes just standing there mouth open like theres nothing in his head ... is he okay? ... or... wait... is he laughing? thats actually kind of funny [[laugh back]] ]

(set: $laughs to it + 1)we're still laughing (if: $laughs is 4)[ [[notice dan taking out pellets]] ] (else:)[ [[laugh back]] ]

yeah some power pellets tried halfa one in college got me all kinds of messed messed up dan is still laughing and he passes he he passes the pill bottle to me [[take it]] [[no dont]]

i take the bottle drop a power pellet into my hand my mind it's electric thinking about popping it lets get this party really started [[eat the pellet]] [[put it back in the bottle->no dont]]

i mean whats the harm tho this night is already so shitty i mean what does it matter [[No, don't do it.]] [[you know, fuck it->take it]]

yeah i probably shouldnt right im already pretty messed up i feel [[Don't do it, Patrick.]] [[fuck it i mean if im already this messed up->take it]]

no no thats a mistake im already such a mess im making such a fool a fool of myslf in front of everyone bye dan im sorry [[leave dan behind->Look around drunk B]]

(set: $took_pill to (confirm: "Patrick, are you sure you want to take the power pellet?")) (if: $took_pill is true)[ [[continue->took pill]] ] (else-if: $took_pill is false)[ [[keep holding the pellet->take it]] ]

fuck yeah [[continue->pill A]]

[[fuck->pill B]]

[[yeah->pill C]]

i should do another one [[do another one]] no get a hold of yourself(click-replace: "no get a hold of yourself")[ no keep going feels so good ]

i pop another pill damn god damn worlds not spinning anymore dont even notice the world any mmore [[take a handful of pellets]]

(set: $binged to (confirm: "whoah okay this is a lot should i really do all of these")) (if: $binged)[ [[...->blackout A]] ] (else:)[ [[pop em anyway cant stop->blackout A]] ]

hey wheres the gym [[...->blackout B]]

i think people are backing away from me but theyre try tr trying to look at me anyway [[...wheres missy...->blackout C]]

hey wheres the gym if this is the ground [[...->blackout D]]

[[...->blackout E]]

... is this a hospital [[...->blackout F]]

what what are they putting down *ach* down my throat [[...->blackout G]]

[[...->blackout H]]

... *"...overdose..."* ... *"...he might not..."* ... [[...he might not...->blackout I]]

what do i even want [[make it or don't make it]]

doesnt matter either way [[i got out->The End]]

"hey babe." i reach my arms out for her "can we head to the dance floor?" whys she laughing she looks so unconfortable doesnt she know its ok? its just me *"Uh, no thank you"* "come ahhhhhhhn" ill show her [["Maybe watching these foxtrot skills will change your mind."]] [["Methinks the lady dost protest too much!"]]

"hey, missy" *"...Oh, Patrick. Nice to see you again."* [["Our conversation earlier was cut short. Perhaps we can continue over a drink?]] [["Excuse my being so forward, but before the night is over, how about a simple peck on the cheek? For old times sake?"]]

"watch some of these mad skills" i back up im breaking it down shes checking me out im twirling twirling [[twirling]]

"come on dont be a bitch" *"Hey man, you need to leave."* no, **you** need to leave because missy wants to **dance with me** *"Look man, I don't even remember you, but you're clearly drunk. You need to leave."* [["Patrick Mann is the name, charming ladies is my game."]]

twirling... i don't even feel it in my chest where did all this vomit come from all over me [[keep vomiting]] stop vomiting (click-replace: "stop vomiting")[ *i want to stop but i cant* ]

"i'm patrick mann. patrick. fucking. mann. and im gonna kick your--" im flying wait no whos carrying me who are these guys oh fuck, no oh no no no im getting thrown out everybodys looking at me [["Good evening friends, but looks like I must be departing early!"]]

its all over me im on all fours its all over everywhere missy is watching oh god [[keep vomiting->keep vomiting b]] oh god no please stop (click-replace: "oh god no please stop")[ *its still coming oh god no no no no* ]

its done and its everywhere i look like an animal im disgusting everyones looking at me [[ive got to get out of here]]

i dont care that youre all looking i dont care about any of you burn this fucking gym to the ground [[leave the gym->leave vomit]]

try to fix everything from high school and i just go and fuck it up more what is wrong with me im at my car but i know driving home is a death wish but what taxi is going to let me get in like this i climb into my car and close the doors and cry maybe ill just pass out here and wait until the morning or maybe ill drive home anyway [[what does it matter]]

[[i got out of the gym->The End]]

"**fuck you fuck every last one of you to hell**" they just keep staring and talking among themselves [["Au revoir!"]]

the guys shove my body into a taxi ... did i tell him my address? i dont remember because we're driving somewhere ... whatever im never going to see any of those people again [[...->taxi A]]

[[look out the window->taxi B]] [[fall asleep->taxi C]]

all the other cars passing by do you think theyre going somewhere i guess i dont really care where im going [[as long as its not that gym->The End]]

the taxi will take me somewhere anywhere [[thats not that gym->The End]]

"you dont want to talk to me you think im weird but im not weird come do a shot with me." *"...yes, I'm doing fine for now, but thank you."* [[...]]

"how bout a kiss" i lean forward she leans back *"...Um, sorry. I think it's best if you left, Patrick."* [["Excuse my assumptions. Perhaps some other time."]] [["Playing hard to get, are we?"->kiss B]]

what the fuck am i doing she thinks im a fucking baffoon [[run away]]

im sorry missy for all the dreams i had i guess they werent really about you, after all but someone else who you arent [[leave missy->Look around drunk B]]

"what the hell is wrong with me huh? are you too good for me?" [[she wants a kiss, man->kiss B]] [[look at her disgusted expression->...]]

"come on just a little kiss it wont hurt you" i lean in more she starts backing up [[it's now or never]]

i make my move but i dont [[whats happening to my stomach]]

[[oh no]]

[[oh god no please no not now]]

the vomit comes and it never stops the look of shock in missys face oh no oh god no all over her dress im covering her [[keep vomiting->missy vomit B]] stop vomiting (click-replace: "stop vomiting")[ *i want to stop but i cant* ]

shes running away everyone running away shes screaming [[it just keeps coming]]

it comes and comes until it stops and everyones at the edges of the gym as far away from me as they can get [[good.]]

i walk over to the refreshments table everyone is silent [[grab the bottle of cherry vodka]]

what have i done ive ruined everything i dont want to be in this room anymore [[drain the entire bottle of cherry vodka]]

[[...->drinking B]]

it burns but im almost done [[...->drinking C]]

everythings getting fuzzy and going black [[perfect]]

[[i dont want to be in this room anymore->The End]]

Be strong. Be brave. You could make it to the end of the night. What's the worst that could happen? No matter what, be the night good or bad, **you would make it out of that gym at the end of it.** [[right?->So you showed up anyway.]]

for Ludum Dare 37 # **Reunion** an interactive fiction (text-style: "subscript")[about a copyright-compliant fascimilie of everyone's favorite yellow dot but all grown up] by Funky DelPueblo [[Start->It's been in your mind for months.]]

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look at him laughing glad you can laugh clyde now that youve got everything off your chest [[tap clyde on the shoulder]]

clench my fists feel my blood through them an electricity [[do it]] [[hesitate]]

yeah stop your whole conversation *"Patrick...hey. What's up?* [[tell him how you feel]] [[show him how you feel]]

clyde i said i forgave you but i dont forgive you i dont think i ever can youll always be the same asshole to me youll always be the teenage piece of shit [[...->Clyde waits]]

he doesn't see you forming your hands into fists all the memories coming back and coming back as rage [[do it]] [[hesitate->hesitate B]]

... [[...->Clyde waits B]]

... *"Oh."* [[look at that pathetic sadness in his eyes]]

you did it pat gave em a piece of your mind and you never have to think about them ever ever again [[leave clyde and his gang->Look around drunk B]]

"hey **clyde**" [[do it->do it B]]

i hesitate because i cant all these years later whats even the point what am i showing except that im still a baby that *i'm* the loser you win, clyde. you win, guys. im done trying for justice [[leave clyde and the bullies->Look around drunk B]]

what the hell am i doing about to beat up this guy he was a beast in a beast in my mind for so long but hes so pathetic now i drop my fists theres no point in this [["i'm sorry clyde"]]

my fists flies and i make contact right in the face that look of surprise glorious we hear a crack and next thing i realize clydes on the ground theres blood running out of his nose and two of his goons have grabbed me [[get the goons off of me]]

im struggling but theyve got me too tight *"What the fuck?"* *"Who even is this guy?"* *"I dunno. Hey man, what the hell do you think you're doing?"* [[keep struggling to get free]]

i keep thrashing not getting anywhere *"Man, this dude is crazy."* *"Yeah, and wasted. Let's get him the hell out of here"* [[peek at clydes face as youre carried out of the gym]]

there he is on the ground hes not crying or yelling hes making eye contact with me and i can see: he knows he knows exactly exactly exactly what just happened [[i got the final word]]

toss me on the grass, eh thanks for the soft landing *"Look man, stay the hell out of here."* yeah losers, go run away back in like id even want to go back to that gym im done with that gym [[im never going back->The End]]

*"You're sorry?...for...what?"* [[...->clyde C]]

now i feel pathetic a high school grudge i mean come on [["for...stuff."]]

*"Oh...uh, okay."* there's no fight to have here and no fight to win the only way to win it is to let go so i guess thats what i have to do [[let go->Look around drunk B]]

"hey, it's me." shes turning around but whys she confused *"Oh yes. Hello...um..."* "aw quit playin games. its me. patrick." *"Oh yes, Patrick. Of course. So nice to see you, Patrick."* [["I say, how would you feel about sharing a dance?"->might we dance]] [["Would you be interested in heading over to the refreshments to grab a drink?"->"Our conversation earlier was cut short. Perhaps we can continue over a drink?]] [["Excuse my being so forward, but before the night is over, how about a simple peck on the cheek? For old times sake?"]]

So many years pass, and yet so much stays the same. There's a bully body type, or maybe a way of carrying themselves, that never changes. You know it well, the ones who moved from the playground to the office. (if: $talked_ghosts is 1)[ Sure, Clyde wants to be a different man now. But you both know. There's no changing. You wonder if maybe you should have just told him the truth. To his face. Like a man. Maybe someday.]](else:)[ Someone should put those guys in their place. Someday. ] [[Keep looking around.->Look around buzzed]]

Ah yes, over there you see Missy. (if: $talked_girl is 0)[Maybe a few more shots and you'll get enough confidence to go over and talk to her. At the moment though, that sounds like the scariest proposition in the world.](else:)[You talked to her, man. Look at you. You should be proud of yourself. Maybe she'd even grab a drink with you a little later. If you asked politely.] [[Look around again->Look around buzzed]]

(if: $talked_dan is 1)[ Poor Dan. You know that he needs a lot of help. Maybe you should have been a better friend to him, but then again, he was never really much of a friend to you, either. Even when two loners get together, they're still loners. Even still... You wonder if there's still anything you could do for him.](else:)[You wonder why you haven't gone up to Dan yet. What are you so afraid of? That it will be awkward? Yes, it always is awkward, in the way of two people who haven't seen each other in a while, and know they both should have kept in better touch. But it's just saying hello. The longer you wait, the more awkward it's going to be. Soon, you think. You'll go talk to him soon.] [[Keep looking around->Look around buzzed]]

everything i pictrued going into the room all the fantasies nothing ever goes the way to expect, huh? and now... [[now whats left for me here?]]

... theres nothing, really. ive said what i need to and the things i didnt... i probably shouldnt [[i dont even really need to say goodbye]]

... but you know ... i have nothing left left that i need to do left that i need to say left that i need to think about ... [[which means im free]]

free of these years [[free to leave]]

walking out of these doors feels good its a little bit cold tonight a little bit of a breeze but i like the breeze on my face, even though it stings its actually pretty refreshing. ... [[...->escape A]]

... [[...->escape B]]

*There's nothing more that you have to do. You have all the time in the world.* {(live: 10s)[ [[except...]] ]} [[You left.->The End]]

[[...i could always...]]

ive got a lighter in my car [[grab the lighter]]

[[burn this school to the fucking ground]]

*why am i doing this* thisll show them all [[go back into the gym]]

everyone may be staring at me but theyre backing away maybe theres something crazy in my eyes good [[smash the cherry vodka bottle on the table]]

glass shatters and goes everywhere people start running to grab me [[put i light the tablecloth before they can]]

the table is engulfed in flames there are screams and people are running everywhere [[run out too]]

now ive really done it now ive really left because now, there is no room. [[i got out->The End?]]

**Uh...technically yes, you did get out of the room** **The End...**