Your pretty face, mostly. ( a small, teasing smirk spreads across his lips. jason grabs onto a smaller dish--baked potatoes covered in seasonings and raises one slice up to his lips, eats it without even fucking asking because manners are for scrubs and he isn't a scrub. also: it's obvious markus isn't going to be able to eat even half this bullshit, so he may as well lend a hand. )
You having fun? ( idly, as his hand raises again and reaches for a beer. ) Enjoying the festivities?
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You having fun? ( idly, as his hand raises again and reaches for a beer. ) Enjoying the festivities?