Jack throws his hands up, his tea-cup balanced on his knee.
"Fucked if I know," he says. "I want to? We're friends? He's been texting me all day." He sighs. "Might not be enough anymore."
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Jack throws his hands up, his tea-cup balanced on his knee.
"Fucked if I know," he says. "I want to? We're friends? He's been texting me all day." He sighs. "Might not be enough anymore."