[At first, it's kind of like déjà vu. Jason's been here for over two months now, and besides the draft, things were usually pretty quiet, so despite the familiar voice, the familiar laugh, he doesn't immediately think of him. The universe is a pretty big place, you know? How likely was it that he'd actually recognize someone who showed up here? But it is familiar, and it isn't long before it starts to bother him, so soon, he starts "conveniently" moving his browsing in the direction of that voice.
But he doesn't have to get that close for things to click. Just a glance resolves him of any doubt.
...well, crap.
Gotta play it cool, he reminds himself. But he knows whatever's happening here can't be innocent.]
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But he doesn't have to get that close for things to click. Just a glance resolves him of any doubt.
...well, crap.
Gotta play it cool, he reminds himself. But he knows whatever's happening here can't be innocent.]