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If Daniel had thought the last year had been a whirlwind, it was nothing like all that changed the moment they stood before Dylan in the park. A lifetime of hardwork, a year of risking prison and failure, and now he had come to the pinnacle of all he had ever wanted.

And it wasn't even close to over yet. Packing wasn't hard, and leaving behind his life had already been done. They had no idea where they were going, or what was coming next.

He did know that McKinney didn't stop making whatever sound that was at the ungodly hour of not even four in the morning, and he was about ready to scream if the coffee maker didn't go faster.

Date: 2015-06-13 06:15 pm (UTC)
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And again, Jack clapped a hand over his eyes. "Oh, God. Now I've gotta go find Merritt to wipe my brain or whatever."

Ugh, Daniel. You two are like his siblings. Don't give him those mental images.

Date: 2015-06-16 05:57 am (UTC)
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"I hate you," Jack mutters into his hand before he drops it from his face. "But you brought it up, so you have to be thinking about it, too."

Date: 2015-07-02 04:23 am (UTC)
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"Like The Sims?" Jack asked, puzzled, because yes, he knew enough about the game for that. "Because if so, we need to never let you cook."

Since, y'know. Setting the kitchen on fire and staring at it.

Date: 2015-07-07 05:30 am (UTC)
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"Uh, yeah. Like... when they use the bathroom or get in or out of the shower or whatever, it pizelated everything." He paused a beat, since he should probably clarify the rest of that statement, too. "And usually they set the kitchen on fire while they're trying to cook."

Date: 2015-07-11 08:57 pm (UTC)
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"The Sims? Yeah, actually. But it's like... they just get in bed and get under the sheets." So that was boring - or it had been to the teenage boy he had been when he had gotten any time to play.

Date: 2015-07-13 05:59 am (UTC)
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Jack snorted. "I lived in group homes and foster homes as a kid, man. Computer games were something we actually had to do." Unless you wanted to just lay around and watch tv, which got old quickly.

"I know how it all actually works, thanks."

Date: 2015-08-04 07:45 am (UTC)
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"We were pre-teen boys. It was easier than sneaking in fucking Playboy." Not that people didn't try, but they usually got found and confiscated before too long.

"Not like you don't have experience with using your hand for that kinda thing anyway," he shot back, smirking.

Date: 2015-08-18 07:01 am (UTC)
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"And the internet says you've got a line of ladies around the block," he returns. "They'd still be disappointed to know the truth."

Date: 2015-08-19 07:35 am (UTC)
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Jack sobered a little at what Daniel wasn't saying, following his glance toward the door. "You guys doing okay, speaking of?"

It was hard to tell, sometimes, where things stood with Daniel and Henley. He cared enough about both of them to hope things were okay, though. Or that they would be.

Date: 2015-08-23 07:56 am (UTC)
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Jack wasn't sure whether it was an endorsement or not that Daniel thought they were doing okay, but it was better than them not talking or something. "Oh, pretty sure she knows you'll still do something stupid," he teases.

Date: 2015-08-28 03:34 am (UTC)
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Jack went even more serious as he watched Daniel for a moment before he nodded. "Good. Because I'm pretty sure if you break her heart again, Merritt'll make you think you're a six-year-old girl for the rest of your life."

Jack would just punch him in the face.

Date: 2015-08-31 07:22 am (UTC)
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Jack just snorted in response to that, shaking his head. "Pretty sure he does a lotta that just to mess with you, y'know."

If Daniel didn't know that, Jack was pretty sure there was no helping him.

Date: 2015-09-07 03:16 am (UTC)
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"I think it's pretty obvious to everybody she's still got feelings for you, man." He paused a beat before teasing again, "And you pretty much screwed up as royally as you could've before, so it's all up from here."

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