Jag frowned briefly as he looked around the room, trying to remember where he'd put his. But in the end, he stood and joined Coby on the balcony. "Cheers," he thanked him as he took the cigarette, stuck it between his lips, and lit both it and Coby's with a little flourish of one hand. He settled beside him, shoulder to shoulder, nothing more, so Coby could easily move away if he wanted.
And he forced himself to move on from the conversation they'd been having.
"So you've never really celebrated Valentine's Day either?" he asked, raising eyebrows as he looked at Coby.
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Date: 2018-02-24 06:53 pm (UTC)And he forced himself to move on from the conversation they'd been having.
"So you've never really celebrated Valentine's Day either?" he asked, raising eyebrows as he looked at Coby.