"Oh, God," says Jack, sighing. "I need to pee." He takes a moment and then huffs out a breath, sitting up and swinging his legs out of bed. He stands up all in one go. He turns back to Poison and sort of...arranges his arms to give himself a modicum of modesty. It's a new impulse around Poison.
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Date: 2016-07-06 08:30 pm (UTC)"I'm going to pee."