[i.e., when you're asleep. Jack makes his way to Oswald's rooms (yes he's decided, the bathtub might be big enough; if it isn't well, tight fit then!) and yes, that is a pout he's throwing over his shoulder.]
You don't even know how long it is! [he mutters, annoyed at Life; as much as he wants to strip oswald of his clothing, he's not entirely too sure pie and open wounds should mix.
He looks belatedly at a hand; there's already blood smeared over his wrist and he absently rubs it on his pie'd jacket.]
so as long as you're not jackproof we're good
[i.e., when you're asleep. Jack makes his way to Oswald's rooms (yes he's decided, the bathtub might be big enough; if it isn't well, tight fit then!) and yes, that is a pout he's throwing over his shoulder.]
You don't even know how long it is! [he mutters, annoyed at Life; as much as he wants to strip oswald of his clothing, he's not entirely too sure pie and open wounds should mix.
He looks belatedly at a hand; there's already blood smeared over his wrist and he absently rubs it on his pie'd jacket.]