Wanna get a little lost in the noise, in the lights.

[no_voice]

School has started and Jason isn't in school.

It's an odd feeling; a mixture of relief and bittersweet sadness. He would like to be in school; even though Darrow only has a limited option of schools to choose from, the fact that he could attend another school besides Notre Dame proves exciting enough. Peter, he knows, is in college. The prospect of running into him in classes and hallways makes Jason ache even as much as the image warms him.

For the time being, he's content to focus on work, he supposes. He might take some preliminary courses at the community college before applying for Barton's spring semester, though. He can't decide if he has the courage to go through with it or not; it's a big deal for him, no matter what he decides.

Tonight, Jason is looking for a chance to simply relax outside of work. He doesn't have homework to worry about, which is another plus side to being out of school, he supposes.

So he winds up at a local pub, nursing a beer at the bar as he watches the kaoroke night unfold. He's seen some interesting performances so far, many downright terrible, but he's entertained. Secretly, he wishes Peter were here to egg him on into attempting a song himself. As it is, he's too sober and too reserved to make an attempt himself.

So Jason sits back, watches, and drinks.

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[no_voice]

"Vermont's nice," Jason nods. "I've been there for family vacations." Typically, the scenery had been better than the vacations themselves, but. "The foliage is really beautiful in fall."

"Yeah, they're typically the places most people want to go," he says, smiling. "I can't speak for California but New York is pretty great."

[asoncalledgabriel]

"That's what Neil's told me," he says. How beautiful it could be, despite the nature of living in a boarding school. Gabriel is always rather grateful that the school he attended, though private, had not been a boarding school. He'd gone home every day.

"My uncle went to California." Gabriel leans a bit more on the bar as he thinks of Brendon. Should he continue calling the man his uncle, now that he knows the truth? But it feels like something begging an explanation if he changes it now.

"Spent most of my life in Africa, then came home a while, then it was off to California. I always wondered what was so terrible about where we were that he had to be as far away as he could."

[no_voice]

It's funny, Jason thinks, listening to Gabriel describe his uncle, long absent from his life, apparently, how much he wishes he could say the same for his own father. His father traveled for work, of course. But any lengthy amount of time away from home turned into family vacations, most of which Jason would have rather avoided, considering how they all ended.

"I'm sorry he wasn't around as often as you wanted him to be," he says. "That sounds tough, not being able to see someone for always being so far away."

[asoncalledgabriel]

"It's a weird thing to miss. Not knowing what you're missing, I mean, other than what everyone tells you. Everyone saying how much you're like this person that you know so little about."

Gabriel shrugs and he feels a little odd saying all that out loud, but he's down to the end of his pint and he slides his glass across the table to ask for another.