JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
"Guilty as charged," Jack concedes, because yes, he absolutely would be the litmus test for what most people consider flirting. And he does his best not to listen to Flora as she heads into the bathroom, not least because of the waterfall of vomit that flashes ever so briefly through her mind (he scrunches his nose), focusing more on the way he can count the steady beat of his own heart if he concentrates hard enough, or the sensation of his body sinking into her mattress.
Not having realised how close sleep has been to pulling him into its clutches until Flora slips beneath the sheets, Jack pulls his arm away from his eyes only to find himself blinking into the velvet darkness of Flora's bedroom. "Sometimes you just gotta let 'em race," he says of her thoughts. "I'll be fine." Either he'll drift off regardless, or he'll gain further insight into the conversation they'll have tomorrow. Either way, it's with only a moment's hesitation that he rolls over, reaching out to draw her back against his chest.
Not having realised how close sleep has been to pulling him into its clutches until Flora slips beneath the sheets, Jack pulls his arm away from his eyes only to find himself blinking into the velvet darkness of Flora's bedroom. "Sometimes you just gotta let 'em race," he says of her thoughts. "I'll be fine." Either he'll drift off regardless, or he'll gain further insight into the conversation they'll have tomorrow. Either way, it's with only a moment's hesitation that he rolls over, reaching out to draw her back against his chest.
are the angels on their way
i’m in the dirt
i’m in the dirt
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
