[ What's even happening here?! What is going on?! It's gone from fireworks to Ronan saying he's going to die for a minute, and Jesse's coked out brain is having a hard time trying to process the intense whiplash between the two. His flashlight is trained on Ronan with an unsteady hand and the moment he realises Ronan isn't breathing, the flashlight slips from his grasp and lands on the ground with a bouncing thud and jutting slash of light slicing through the darkness. His hands clap up to his head in horror while he stares in wild-eyed alarm down at Ronan. ]
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--What the fuck--?! Ronan, man--! No--!
[ What the fuck has he just talked Ronan into?! ]