"We were both stupid," he points out. Poison sighs, turning his face toward Jack's chest. "And you didn't do it to hurt me. So. I don't know how to not give you a pass without veering totally into the opposite direction." Poison doesn't want to be angry. He could be - he totally could be - but he doesn't want to be.
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Date: 2016-07-30 10:47 pm (UTC)