Jersey woke up, to see the door unlocked for once. He knew what it looked like while locked, because of how long it was locked for. He walked over, eating the food, and reading the note, but it was just an update of them fighting the villains from New York.

New York never left food, or anything other than notes. Utah, Texas, and Louisiana would regularly leave both. Florida left random shiny things he though Jersey would like. California left books for him.

It was strange, and it was fucking with his head, but Jersey decided to just open the door. He'd walked out, and immediately went back in his room, sitting down and leaning back, Texas walking in, it was the first piece of human interaction he'd had since Maryland.

"Howdy." Texas said, tipping his hat and walking in, closing the door "So you have two options, ya damn Yankee." Jersey grimaced at the nickname, but he just listened to what the cheap, dollar store cowboy was saying. "Either ya behave and you get a bath, because you're filthy, or you be a brat and stay in here."

Jersey got up, and Texas nods, before grabbing his wrist and taking him to the bathroom. Jersey didn't look filthy but he certainly felt filthy, and Texas waited for him outside the bathroom to finish cleaning himself, and Jersey walked out, hair damp and had a pair of sweatpants and hoodie on.

"Now ya look presentable, Yankee." Jersey nodded, following him downstairs, where Louisiana was cooking breakfast, and Florida was trying (and failing) to help, California and New York working on a computer, Utah looking up from his book and nodding towards New Jersey.

"You excited to be out of your room, huh?" Utah asked, and Jersey seemed hesitant to answer, "Uh...... it's nice bein out, but I don't like the feeling." Jersey said, and sat down, not used to being around so many things after getting used to his surroundings in the room.

California then looked up, and realized he was out. "Oh, dude, hi, I didn't see you there." Jersey just nodded towards California and puts his hood up, setting his head down to block out the colors and a bit of the sounds.

"You good, sha?" Louisiana asked, and Jersey just nodded, staying quiet, New York looks at him, and continues to do research on where the villain's base could be, Jersey just staying downstairs for a couple minutes, before having to go upstairs because one of Texas' neighbors showed up to trade.

A/N I won't be writing for a while, likely a twenty minute break or something. This was a lot of fun to make, and I have some ideas for New Jersey. Not healthy, but they're ideas all right.