Ow No!  by Meg Scanlon

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

Finding back into his old life wasn't easy at all, for he had never actually figured out what that life was supposed to be. He lived, he breathed, he ate. That was all about it. He hadn’t touched any of the books people had recommended him, for he was afraid to find something he’d done in one of those history books. It was certainly unrealistic, but he knew that he’d been the cause of a lot of pain in the past 50 years. From what he felt, he figured he never wanted to be like this and yet – yet he felt oddly proud that he’d been around for this long and in people’s memories. His face never really lost the grim expression and when it did, it only got darker or sad, but it took everyone weeks to draw a small, tiny smile at the corners of his lips. It was about something stupid the man – Steve, he remembered, did, and James had felt a weird sense of amusement at everyone being angry at the man, even though… For some reason, he knew the other had done something like that before.