Jack has never had good karma. It would be interesting to know who in his last life he was so terrible to that he deserves some of the things that has happened to him. But then again... he knows the answer to that already. He knows exactly who it was he hurt and what he did to deserve it. He'd brought it on himself with every downward turn of his eyes, with every soft promise of devotion from his lips. He'd deserved it for believing in love when the concept was nothing more than a mutual lie and in his case, had been mutual manipulation
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June leans into the shiny paint of his father's car and rests his hand on the hood, skin almost hotter than the cooling engine. There is something of a crowd outside the club, which makes clear observation a little difficult than he's in the mood for right now. He's not particularly certain why he bothered with this, could have easily found a...more convenient outlet for his frustration, more than the catty mouth and mean company he's looking for
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On a scale of bad karma, it seems to Jack that the Mallory boy is a jackpot of bad luck. June is just enough like Jude to make being near him painful, but just different enough to be appealing and those two things combined means has told his other date he's excused as soon as he recognizes that presence so close to him. Though, honestly, he half expects June to be fucking with him, feeling as petty as they usually are, scare off his date and then leave him standing here, but there are always more dates. At the moment, June is a novelty, unfortunate as that is
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He can certainly say he's going to 'fucking enjoy his night,' although he doesn't bother to dignify the stranger's response with any kind of his own, even if it would be polite and oh does June know his manners. Knows them so well, in fact, that he's managed to twist them into something coldly and perfectly awful. Something unsurprisingly offensive, when he wants it to be and when his chosen fool is ignorant and arrogant enough to drink it right up. Feed off of it, so to speak. June has this fallacy mastered to an art
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