Was my jacket. It's my least favorite, I decided to get rid of it. ( it's a nice fucking jacket though. if there's one thing in his wardrobe jason doesn't skimp on, it's his outwear. it might be fake, but it feels real. looks real, still has that leathery smell.
without it, jason's left in a red tank and darker jeans. hooks his fingers into the beltloops of his pants, gives her a once-over. or at least, what he can see through the blankets. )
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without it, jason's left in a red tank and darker jeans. hooks his fingers into the beltloops of his pants, gives her a once-over. or at least, what he can see through the blankets. )
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