Part I: Jonah & Poprocks
Before: Jonah's forehead rested on his knees, his heels touched the ass of his jeans, and his hands were interlocked around his shins. He was positively swimming in his hoodie: the hood blotted out most of the light from the car's windows, and his hands were warm, hidden away, the right sleeve tucked into the left one like Ouroboros. His jeans flared out at the bottom, covering most of his filthy, tattered tennis shoes. For an hour he had floated on the edge of s