JACK
hellraiser
risk taker
risk taker
The curl of Jack's lips tells Flora everything that he doesn't, namely I did not say I was offering, but then for all of her coy looks and cupid's bow lips and the fine peach of her ass, she actually starts to chat something that might be interesting. It's a damn shame that she hadn't been paying more attention to what Mateo had been saying (and that he's her adolescent little brother, Flora, what?), and Jack bites. You know, for fun.
"Designer drugs hidden in houseplants," he drawls with a soft laugh, flicking ash from the end of his smoke. "Quaint in practice, but if you wanna ship a lot of product, that's too much upkeep for business. Tried an' tested drugs are that way for a reason. If your plant-man wants to up his game though, put me in touch." Is he inciting a little sibling rivalry? Maybe.
"Designer drugs hidden in houseplants," he drawls with a soft laugh, flicking ash from the end of his smoke. "Quaint in practice, but if you wanna ship a lot of product, that's too much upkeep for business. Tried an' tested drugs are that way for a reason. If your plant-man wants to up his game though, put me in touch." Is he inciting a little sibling rivalry? Maybe.
full speed ahead
'til i'm dead
'til i'm dead
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
