"Where else was I supposed to be?" asks Jack. He stays where he is for the moment, sprawled on his back, looking up at Poison. "You sound like you're...I don't know. But you don't sound good, Poison. Did I fuck up?"
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"Where else was I supposed to be?" asks Jack. He stays where he is for the moment, sprawled on his back, looking up at Poison. "You sound like you're...I don't know. But you don't sound good, Poison. Did I fuck up?"