"I don't think the point of it is whether it works or not, Roger," Jack replied. Eyes on the ring, he tossed it into the air and caught it, the weight of it in his palm both a comfort and pure torture.
He was the only consistant thing in my life for half a decade.
For only a few years...we were like gods.
I will never get away from what I've done.
"Yeah, you're right. It's just a piece of junk from a long time ago," Jack said, his tone casual, his body relaxing as he put the lie on like a familiar suit. "I'll just hang onto it."
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Date: 2008-04-15 10:06 pm (UTC)He was the only consistant thing in my life for half a decade.
For only a few years...we were like gods.
I will never get away from what I've done.
"Yeah, you're right. It's just a piece of junk from a long time ago," Jack said, his tone casual, his body relaxing as he put the lie on like a familiar suit. "I'll just hang onto it."
Jack paused.
"It's got sentimental value."