"Yeah, I figured," Roger murmured. He finished shoving all the excess crap around Jack into his guitar case (his bed was a stockpile for papers and picks) and took a seat on Hunter's bed. Just in case Jack wanted his space.
And then, he did something rare: he shut up, prepared to listen.
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Date: 2007-12-29 06:35 pm (UTC)And then, he did something rare: he shut up, prepared to listen.