There’s Dog, right there

//☹️☹️

// NO WAIT

// i wont EVER forget the draculadick telepathic sexting now

— Stupid.

Jason felt stupid.

— down. On the floor, face up. Just in case, so he could see the screen. If it turned on.

Something about that felt embarrassing. Texting his dead friend, like he’d respond.

Kyle probably just broke in to get Roy buried properly. That’s what they all were trying to convince him to do.

This was —

//nighty night! mwahh

— pressed thin. A little rude, keeps conversations short. And Jason needed that, or someone would catch how clueless he was.

Jason was doing a 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 job keeping his face from contorting to show how damn unsettling this.. waiter was.

All the staring and—

That was a smile. Probably.

Jason thought he looked constipated.

Appetizers. Right. He couldn’t read anything here.

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦?

“Just the tea.” His lips —

// …. kneels-

Yeah. He’s not confused. At all.

Clearing his throat,

“.. Tea.” What was the place called? Right. “Jasmine. Jasmine tea.”