What's JJ up to??
A short little scene.
Chase's brows pulled into each other as he approached the open bathroom door. The light was on. It was late, and he'd stayed up editing some thumbnails for some games he'd been recording for Jack's channel. He didn't know who else would be up at 3am, but a part of him, a part that wasn't expecting to see Jackieboy bandaging himself up, was hoping someone just left the light on.
At the door, he peeked in to check before flicking off the light. It was JJ, painting a puppet's face on himself using the Halloween paints Chase had bought for his kids. Chase's lips parted as his jaw dropped. Was he remembering? Chase watched JJ carefully for a moment, trying to assess what was happening. He could see how blank and glossy JJ's eyes were in the reflection of the mirror, and it sent a chill up Chase's spin. He knew this was bound to happen.
"J?" JJ jumped in surprise to hear Chase call him, but