Jack takes a sip from his glass. ”It was something stupid, a while ago. When…” He pinches the bridge of his nose. ”Nevermind. Long story short, we fought, and it ended badly for me. It’s your move.”
*Jac sighs, letting the subject drop. He takes another drink first, before moving his bishop out further. Instead, he changes the subject.* Expect a package from me soon. It should arrive ‘ere shortly. I do believe you won’t mind it too much.
Jack moves his knight closer to Jac’s bishop. ”That would depend on what it is.” He crosses his arms, wanting to lean back before remembering he was sitting on the bed. Maybe he could get some sort of hint at what it was.
*He closes his mouth, not wanting to say more on the subject.* It will be here in due time. It’s something you enjoy. *And with that, Jac moves his bishop back a few spaces, barely out of reach of the knight.*
So, tell me. Anything interesting happen lately, bedsides your run in with Fran and Ward? *And with that, a few pieces of the puzzle clicked. There was a connection there, but a connection he wasn’t about to voice.*
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