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jack is shitfaced enough he could fly, and he's talking about d'artagnan. this is what happens when you want your brother to talk to you more about his personal life. ]
Look at him.
Hair and eyes and smile and nose and chest and ass and EYEBROWS and lips and he smells like leather 24/7 and has the perfect balance of scruff that isn't too lumberjack-esque, yet doesn't stray into homeless person territory.
It isn't fair.
[ don't ask him why he has all these pictures of d'Artagnan. or how. it's nothing anyone wants to hear. ]
He's perfect and I hate him.
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oh, lord, michelle is so damn happy to be back with the neheda. she's going to save this text until all three of them are dead and then she's going to save it in her heart in the afterlife too. lord bless blackglass technology and all of jack's friends who provide him with enough alcohol to get an elephant drunk. )
He is quite handsome. And that smile!
You are truly a lucky man, Jack.
( please send her more pictures and yell about how perfect your boyfriend is. )
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[ you don't just start messing with peoples face while they're sleeping, it's odd, okay? ]
It's like someone animated a marble statue from antiquity and paid it to follow me around tormenting me all day. And gave it an incredible cock. And absurd muscle definition. And perfect hands. And taught it poetry that oddly isn't cheesy.
[ welcome to overshare o'clock with your host, jack benjamin ]
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because seriously jack jesus christ )
You mean you don't want to be like that vampire in the book Elena gave you? The one who sparkled and watched the girl all night while she slept?
That sounds like the height of romance to me.
( jack is going to die when he sees these texts in his archive tomorrow. michelle will be there to document it. )
Poetry? I didn't know you liked poetry, Jack.
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I gave those books to d'Artagnan, he seemed to enjoy them much more. Besides, he's in my bed, I can't very well not look at him.
[ wow don't you height of romance him, he will fight you, michelle benjamin. (no he won't.) ]
I don't like poetry, that's it. But I like it when he reads it.
Maybe he's a witch.
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Well, there's no accounting for taste. I would have thought d'Artagnan would be appalled by the lack of chivalry that sparkly monstrosity displayed.
( in a battle between jack and michelle the fight would really just come down to who wants to hurt the other the least. it'd be a tie. )
Isn't he from a time when people were drawn and quartered for being witches? I'm not sure he'd appreciate the accusation.
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You would've thought, wouldn't you? Apparently he's less noble than his flowing locks and fancy sword portray him to be.
[ jack that doesn't even make sense. you need to put the wine down. ]
And for fucking men, but look where that's landed him. I'm starting to suspect he isn't the most pious of boys. Don't tell Dad.
[ hahahahahaha because that would definitely be the part about jack being with d'Artagnan that Silas would disapprove of.
yeaaah. ]