Jay sort of awkwardly re-introduces himself into their space, offering them each a cup of coffee, which Johnny takes in mild confusion.
"Oh, uh," he murmurs. "Thanks." His eyes drift, can't help but find the line of bruises around Jay's neck. He buries any expressive reaction he might have in a sip from the mug.
"Between us, then," he says to Tim. "That's fine. I guess if I get another of those messages I should just stay in?" It's an attempt at humor, weak as hell. He swallows more coffee, staring into the dark liquid. "Is there... anything I can do?" he asks, can't help asking.
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Jay sort of awkwardly re-introduces himself into their space, offering them each a cup of coffee, which Johnny takes in mild confusion.
"Oh, uh," he murmurs. "Thanks." His eyes drift, can't help but find the line of bruises around Jay's neck. He buries any expressive reaction he might have in a sip from the mug.
"Between us, then," he says to Tim. "That's fine. I guess if I get another of those messages I should just stay in?" It's an attempt at humor, weak as hell. He swallows more coffee, staring into the dark liquid. "Is there... anything I can do?" he asks, can't help asking.