It was, once upon a time. Way before I really actually met any of you.
[ He tells Aidan the story then, how he felt horrible one night during the sabbatical he took from St. Quincy's. Add to the fact that he'd been spotted by his classmates and told to never come back, that he was a stain on the school's record for flaking like he did. ]
I... I was standing on the edge of the Tower, thinking how easy it would've been to jump as the sun set over the city.
[ There's the snick of his lighter as he ignites a second cigarette. ]
It was a while before I stepped back, I don't remember how long. I just stood there, trying to decide whether I would be a stain on the pavement, and on my family, or if I'd go back and prove them all wrong.
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[ He tells Aidan the story then, how he felt horrible one night during the sabbatical he took from St. Quincy's. Add to the fact that he'd been spotted by his classmates and told to never come back, that he was a stain on the school's record for flaking like he did. ]
I... I was standing on the edge of the Tower, thinking how easy it would've been to jump as the sun set over the city.
[ There's the snick of his lighter as he ignites a second cigarette. ]
It was a while before I stepped back, I don't remember how long. I just stood there, trying to decide whether I would be a stain on the pavement, and on my family, or if I'd go back and prove them all wrong.