A friend in need (timed to tonight, closed to Jack H)
((takes place after this (nsfw) thread))
The halls were quiet, people in their rooms, perhaps at the event or elsewhere.
Charles had been in his room until he wasn't, flushed and needful, desperate and perhaps a little lost. He knocked on Jack's door, his head down, hoping against hope that Jack wasn't out like so many others. "Jack? It's Charles."
The halls were quiet, people in their rooms, perhaps at the event or elsewhere.
Charles had been in his room until he wasn't, flushed and needful, desperate and perhaps a little lost. He knocked on Jack's door, his head down, hoping against hope that Jack wasn't out like so many others. "Jack? It's Charles."