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[64th]

Who: Cashmere and Jack
What: Hadriel's newest and coolest roomies doing cool activities 
Where: Cash & Jack's house
When: sometime too long after Cashmere's super cool network post
Warnings: Not yet?

[ against all reason, Cashmere's network post announcing an essay contest to be her roommate actually got someone to agree to live with her. she's excited to have someone else in the house, and glad that it's Jack, who she's heard enough good things about from Connor to feel like they've both made a good choice. 

dinner seems like a good way to start off and learn more about each other - or at least have Jack tell her more about himself so not all of her knowledge is based on what she's picked up through gossip.]

Okay, first question:  what's your favorite drink?  [ asking the important questions.  ]

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[benumbing]

[this is jack trying. his doppleganger fucked a lot of things up for him, but the bastard unknowingly did him a favor. jack would've realized it sooner, but he had to sober up first.

jack cares about someone other than jack. that's what that thing with his face taught him. it's a feeling that he doesn't want to go away, so when cashmere made her post, he saw the chance to sow one more little seed. to find one more person to care about.

considering her first question? they're going to be close friends.]

Whatever's in my glass at the time. [he never met a booze he didn't like. jack grins, chewing on a bite of questionable meat that's been made a little more palatable by fire and what few spices he's been able to find.] Champagne is probably my least favorite. It always reminds me of birthday parties and boring celebrations. You?