"Gonna," he assures. Poison grabs it, then gets his plate and balances it on top of his mug as he makes his way into the kitchen. He sets his plate down and promptly - maybe obnoxiously - pushes his way into Jack's lap like it's the only seat available.
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Date: 2016-06-02 09:36 pm (UTC)