[well - ain't that fuckin' typical? Jase doesn't know why he's surprised, as he stares blankly at the screen as the tape ends. But it had to happen just when things were going on a good note between them, huh?]
No. [shortly.] I don't think so... [but it did sort of bother him. Probably just the exhibitionism and that Sam - this was a part of him, his life he hated to see. Why did he do this shit to himself?] Get. I wanna sleep. [he says, pointedly. Without him.]
I don't like sleeping in there by myself. And it's stupid when we're both here and perfectly capable of sharing a bed. [He shrugs, grinning lightly.] Well, the offer's still on the table if you ever change your mind. Will your creepy mafia boss be mad at you for it?
Not about him. [he doesn't do anything more than sit on the edge of the bed, frowning up at him. If he got in, he knew Sam would probably climb right in after, just to prove a point.] But it's not my style.
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