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"You were there, Josh, but you weren't THERE. You didn't have to face the straightjackets, or the padded rooms, or-" He cut himself off, staring down at the table. "You'd be antisocial if you were there too. And I've been out for a month, yes, but not in public. I stay away from populated areas as much as I can because I'm never received well. I just don't get along with people. People don't like me, and I must say, the feeling's mutual."

"Not my fault you killed your parents to feel loved" He whispers that thought aloud accidentally .After he realizes he said that,he facedesks.

(LOLZ. Way to go, Joshy boy)

Shane stared at him a moment, then looked back down at the table. His fingers were itching on the table, twitching ever so slightly, and it was obvious he was resisting the urge to unsheath his knife and stab something.

Joshs' face still against the table.(-claps hands- good job jefro)

Shane studied the table, drawing his knees up to his scrawny chest.
"Maybe we should just go," he mumbled, scratching a gash in the table with his fingernail despite the fact that he had a perfectly good knife hidden in his sleeve.

"You were the one who decided to come...then again come to think of it,im the one who convinced you to follow..." Josh says,his facestill against the table.

The waitress returns.

"You're a fail, Josh," he stated matter-of-factly. "A fail in every sense of the word."
He shied away slightly from the waitress again as she neared, his eyes still transfixed on the table.

(Josh:yep,thanks alot)
:Waitress: "have you decided what you wanted?" she asks in a sweet and friendly voice

He glanced at Josh questioningly, then told her quietly what he wanted, pointing at it on the menu to help her along.
God, he really sucked at this- he felt like he was about to die, he was so shy.
It was pretty messed up. He glanced at Josh again, wondering if he was trying to make an imprint of his face on the table and if he should poke him to get him up.

The waitress writes down what Shane wanted on a little notepad and walks away.

Josh finally decides to lift his head up from his facedesk.

Shane was watching him miserably with his chin on his knees. Once Josh looked up his gaze flicked back down to the table and he let out a small sigh.

Josh looks at Shane "One day people who do know what you are,will forget all about it,might as well as get used to the public now."

"Oh, they won't forget. I'm too insane for that. They'll forget once I'm back in there. And I don't like the public," he replied, looking back up at the officer. "The public is too... Too... I dunno... I can't really explain it."

"The world holds many suprises,they might,if you get fortunate." "is Idiotic the word?"

"Idiotic? The public is extremely idiotic, yes, but that wasn't it..." He snapped his fingers to help his thought process along. "Too public, I guess. Everyone knows everything, and they're not very accepting people. Bad company, most of them are. Part of the reason why I'm so antisocial. Part of the reason why I'm so insane. I'd rather be out alone in the woods than alone in the public... At least in the woods I have myself; in the public I'm still alone, but I'm surrounded by people, and that makes it even worse."

"If i left right now,which i wont.What would you do,as in,how would you react,being alone in the public area?"

"I would freak out. I would run away and hide. If someone tried to stop me, I'd kill them."

"what a lovely way to deal with the situation" he says sarcastically.

"It's true, though," he persisted. "Either that or I would just sort of crumple up and hide inside myself, again killing anyone who tried to stop me. I dunno. I try not to get myself into that kind of situation in the first place."

"i dont blame ya"
The waitress returns,gives you order,and leaves again.