That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes

[jackdriscoll]

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[song_tra_bong]

Mary Anne doesn't know this is Jack's room. Hell, she doesn't know if it's anybody's room at all. What she does know is that she thought she heard something when she passed by the door.

Something...It's hard to put her finger on.

All the same, she knocks lightly on the door. "Um...excuse me? Sorry, if I'm being nosy, but everything alright in there?"

[jackdriscoll]

"Everything's fine," he shouts out to the door. He knows who it is and could probably use her advice, but he'd rather not be bothered.

[song_tra_bong]

She knows that voice. "Jack?"

She presses her ear to the door, straining to hear any other sounds in the room. "You sure?"

No matter what he says, she's probably not going anywhere right away. Annoying habit of hers.

[jackdriscoll]

What are friends for but to be annoyingly persistent?

"Positive," he responds, his voice a little too shaky for that to be true.