Have you ever broken a mirror before? Because I have.

(boy, is he ever going to write in his diary about this.)

... Sorry, I'm not trying to trash your ideas, man, it's just—the outcome isn't how it is in movies. Every kind of glass breaks badly, even the tempered stuff... and also it hurts. Like, a lot. (jonas pulls a face, finally understanding how pathetic this is all making him sound. mansplaining glass? a new low. determined to not be pathetic in front of this far calmer restless, he hangs his head for a moment and sighs out his inevitable acceptance.

keith wins the round.)

Alright. Alright. Thought my days doing this were over—

(crack! goes his elbow into his own reflection, splintering into segments to expose its wooden back. some fall to shatter further under gravity, but most must be dug at with careful fingers. it does hurt, but his hands come away clean and safe, and his jacket went that extra mile to keep his arm from becoming a pincushion.

hm.)

Well, that isn't the way forward. At least I'll remember where I've been this time, though.

(ooc: omg i will tell the zack fair player because zack has broken so many of them. poor bastard just tryna help LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO)