Mitchel leaned back in his seat, crossing one leg over the other as he held Jazz’s proposal in one hand, the fingers of the other performing a listless dance on the arm of his chair. Jazz remained standing, both of his hands hidden within his pockets as he caught his bottom lip between his teeth. He barely breathed, watching Mitchel’s face for any
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These three have grown and changed so much lately, it's a little daunting, sometimes.
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I DID guess that you would use this prompt for this universe, though, and as the antithesis of reality-- that hardly anything is ever black or white, but rather some shade of gray where neither side is completely right OR wrong. Decisions would be a heck of a lot easier if not for that pesky truth about reality in general!
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Yeah, I couldn't resist this universe though there are several others I could have played with (Ryan's Natural-Born 'verse, Jordine and Li...). But reality is a very pesky thing and well, Jazz demanded I write this part now instead of waiting until I'm on the third book... So I listened, for once. :)
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