JACK
Taking back the rum as if needing the liquid courage that spiders through his veins with every sip, Jack steps closer as her fingers wrap around the hem of his sweater, aiming to stand back between her knees. "I know," he says with a crooked smile, because of course he knows. It might have been easy to continue feeding Flora those admissions, because he's far from finished, but as she continues, he gives her question the thought it deserves.
"The way I feel about you makes me vulnerable in a way I've never been before," he mutters; the disdain has always been for himself rather than Flora in that respect. "However capable you are, however many connections you've got... if someone did get hold of you, to get to me... they could ask me for almost anythin', if it meant you were alright."
"The way I feel about you makes me vulnerable in a way I've never been before," he mutters; the disdain has always been for himself rather than Flora in that respect. "However capable you are, however many connections you've got... if someone did get hold of you, to get to me... they could ask me for almost anythin', if it meant you were alright."
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
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- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
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