...Can I get off now?

[jon_r_meyers]

My mother died.

I still have to run around and promote August Rush.

Can the world stop just for a moment?

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[ynez_castillo]

I'm so sorry, Jon.

[jon_r_meyers]

Thank you.

All the attention this is getting in the press isn't helping either. I just... want to crawl under a rock.

[ynez_castillo]

I understand. I really do. I wish there something I could do help.

[jon_r_meyers]

Just being there is enough.

[kara_marie]

I'm sorry.

[jon_r_meyers]

Thank you, Kara. That means a lot to me.

How're you?

[kara_marie]

Don't worry about me.

How're YOU?

[jon_r_meyers]

Trying to cope. Somehow.

How do you cope with something like that?

I mean. I thought Caspian's death hit me hard, but this - I never thought I'd lose my mum.

I wish I would've gone to see her more often in the past years.

[dean_actually]

*leaves a message on Jon's answering service, since he never manages to reach the cell, it's always either busy or switched off.*

I just heard. You want me to come over? Anything you need. Just say.
I'm sorry. I love you.

[jon_r_meyers]

*leaves a message for Dean*

Can you? Come over? I need you. I love you.

[dean_actually]

*Dean's next message is terse and quick, a cacophony of airport sounds in the background*

I'll be there in the morning. Will call you as soon as we land. Can't those stupid photographers leave you be?..sorry. Hold on, okay?

[jon_r_meyers]

Thank you. Call me, please. I'll be waitinig here in our flat.

ooc: want to make a separate post?