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[rockabillyboy]

He's kind of at a loose end. Mom and Dad are away through the end of the week, Bex is out of town and he's got no ideas for any writing or drawing. So pretty much all that's left is sulking. Jack flops back on the sofa, his feet up on the coffee table and idly flicks through a few channels, looking for a movie. He's uncharacteristically full of discontent.

"Yo!" He calls. "Jillie?"

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[rockabillyboy]

"You should do whatever makes you feel good," says Jack, automatically shifting to accomodate her, his arm slipping around her shoulder to hug her close. He'd hold her together with his hands if he could. "What do you want to watch?"

[hebeimmortalized]

"Mm, whatever," she says with a shrug. She writes 'movie' in the middle of the page. She darkens the word with several passes of her pen, and starts to write other words leading out and away from each letter. "I guess I'm still getting used to being able to have that choice," she adds. She makes a face. "Jesus, that's sad."

[rockabillyboy]

"Movie, huh?" says Jack, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he flips through to the movie channels and starts to actually pay attention to what's on. "It's not sad. It's...progress. Life's a path, remember? Gotta walk it." He wrinkles his knees. "That sounded really super Hallmarky, even to me. Jesus. Sorry."

[hebeimmortalized]

She smiles and shrugs one shoulder. "I like it when you're Hallmarky," she admits. "It reminds me that I'm not the only weird Vincent twin." The word puzzle is growing steadily, and maybe one or two words stick out for Jack, the way they used to when he was doing graffiti.

[rockabillyboy]

"We're weird together, right? Two sides, same coin." He turns his head and drops a kiss into her hair, leaning his head against her and watching her write the word puzzle. "Ocean. That one's a good one."