I may have prevented a friend from dying under a bridge

Jonathan showed up @ fridays today, having been thrown out by his dad. He was obviously emotional and upset. So, I chased his ass down the street and had a little session on the side of the road, in he pouring rain. Followed him a little further, saw him looking around this bridge. Then, Casey met up and we saved his ass from under that damned bridge. Dude would've caught either pneumonia or hypothermia for sure. I don't honk I've honey ever felt the way I did when Jonathan broke down after I told him that I followed him. His eyes just swelled up, he liked down, said that he has good friends, and started crying. It was actually extremely touching. I cracked a joke about how he always used to call me a bearded homeless bum and convinced him toeave before "mountain jack pike" came home. Jonathan gave him his last dollar as a bookmark. He's a great guy.

He ended up going to Jordan's for the night.

Quotes: "he probably Shits everywhere" "i forfeit my right to make rash decisions, they tend to land me under bridges" "you're about 6% weed/beer and 94% depressed"

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