Reposted by Jasper, big kid with small antlers

It’s Sunday, 3am; last night of the con. It’s cold, and teardown has stopped for the evening. As everyone sobers up, he’s outside having a joint to ease his nerves.
He acknowledges everyone, but seems distant. As everyone creeps back inside to rest, it’s just you and him.
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