[ milk and water. two glasses. jayce picks out two cups from the kitchen cupboards and pours the milk from the morning jar, and water from the ceramic filter. while he's doing that, he calls out, asking if he'd like some more food to snack on this fine morning: ]
Sausage?
[ there's a reason jayce has his back turned to him. the small rock from his left to his right leg reveals the telling, pointed smirk his lips are pulling. he can't stop thinking about the night before. ]
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Sausage?
[ there's a reason jayce has his back turned to him. the small rock from his left to his right leg reveals the telling, pointed smirk his lips are pulling. he can't stop thinking about the night before. ]