the Sidewalk

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Sean had also a selfish streak about him. It wasn't always, but at a perceived slight. The problem with this is that in the right frame of mind, there could always be this. 

In the case of Jack walking back home from the airport there wasn't this in the same way they're normal relationship was. Sean could mistake almost any slight for something meaningful. Meaningful in his and his roommates past. Like the reason he was a certain word at certain time. 

It happened in the other way other times. Where Jack would say something, probably in the way he always did, but Sean would mistake this for an inside joke. He'd bring it up later, just repeating it, and Jack wouldn't react. 

For some reason he wouldn't feel this way when he was well fed, he didn't know why. He supposed it had to do with some brain chemistry, or something. An imbalance. His mom and his dad and his grandparents likely all had this sort of imbalance, but he was probably the only one to call it like it was. The rest blamed the ones that came before, but he'd be different just blame himself. He was using a flashlight now, a big one he kept in his truck, he pointed it to the side of the road he was near on the sidewalk. 
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