(It was late at night, everyone was in their rooms resting for the new day, except Jax. He was in his room, looking at a picture of him and his old best friend: Ribbit. He looked like he was about to cry, but he was trying his best not to break down, he didn't want anyone to see him like that, not now.) Jax: "...you had to leave so soon? Couldn't you stay with me longer...?" he said to himself, very quietly "I have to forget you, I need to forget you." he tears up the photo, his heart aching "You were the only one who understood me." a few seconds later, he collapses to the floor, finally starting to cry "I don't want to be alone, not now...I never wanted to be alone." He sobs softly, not wanting anyone to hear him. One hand protecting his stomach