Wednesday Morning, the Deck

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Jack was bouncing a ball off the furniture and the steps outside on the deck. It was too early to be emo contemplative on the roof, so the deck was the next best place as he sat and thought about things. About Fandom. About the people here. About.... where he would be this time next year.

And if he'd ticked off Karla that other day. Hey, he got pizza out of it, couldn't be too bad.