Poison knows this is his fault. If he'd just said no, maybe it wouldn't have happened.
"You couldn't have called? You couldn't have-- have told me sooner that you might want to fuck someone else? It fucking blindsided me, Jack. In a text message." Poison's jaw tightens, and he struggles not to just dissolve right there. It's his fault.
"What did you need to get out of your system?" What did Jack want that Poison couldn't be there for? He shakes his head, waves off the question. "No, maybe don't answer that."
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Date: 2016-07-30 09:21 pm (UTC)"You couldn't have called? You couldn't have-- have told me sooner that you might want to fuck someone else? It fucking blindsided me, Jack. In a text message." Poison's jaw tightens, and he struggles not to just dissolve right there. It's his fault.
"What did you need to get out of your system?" What did Jack want that Poison couldn't be there for? He shakes his head, waves off the question. "No, maybe don't answer that."