"I don't see how it could get any more exciting than this." He gave her a grin and then slipped his hands into the pockets of his sweatshirt, forgetting there was icecream inside of them before it was too late. He groaned, and grabbed for another napkin, still listening to her. Freezing in place as she mentioned how he had crushed her dreams, he rose his brows, only to have his surprised reaction turned into a smile once again. "Ah, well...I can't exactly apologize for us being better than the Cannons..." He gave her a wink to let her know that he was kind of kidding, and that he wasn't being a cocky git.
"I'm not surprised." He said in remark to him not being mentioned in conversation. They were great friends, yeah, but when you don't see someone for months, they aren't always on the front of your mind.
The next turn in conversation made Jones fidget a little bit. "Yeah, about that...it's just complicated, is all. The United's been my home for just about 8 years. I'm not really allowed to talk about it, but it's...complicated." He smirked and looked over to the line. "So, did you still want that icecream?" H
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