JACK
”An’ it’d look like the best fuckin’ boat on land you ever seen,” Jack grumbles, already hauling the rotten wood to one side of the bar. He gives Zeph an elbow for his trouble, though he merely looks haughty at being given the title of princess. ”It feels good, actually. Slummin’ it with you peasants ain’t as hard as you make it out. Dunno what you’re all complainin’ about the whole fuckin’ time.”
So they work, and they bicker, and they get the floor out. Then Raza calls in and tells them to put a new one in, and Jack straightens up with the crowbar resting on his shoulder as if to ask what the fuck she takes him for, a dockhand? Still, he goes to find new planks to lay down, grinning to Zeph. ”Wanna hold my wood while I hammer?” he asks.
Jack makes filthy jokes and goes ahead to start putting the new floor down.
So they work, and they bicker, and they get the floor out. Then Raza calls in and tells them to put a new one in, and Jack straightens up with the crowbar resting on his shoulder as if to ask what the fuck she takes him for, a dockhand? Still, he goes to find new planks to lay down, grinning to Zeph. ”Wanna hold my wood while I hammer?” he asks.
Jack makes filthy jokes and goes ahead to start putting the new floor down.
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
