𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐙𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐑.
as much as jim feels like a prick and is perceived like it for lying to his family, he cannot act like it towards gian. there’s a couple of beats of silence as he glances up to the teenager, contemplation clear upon his face before gesturing to the seat in front of him. “sit down kid, i won’t bite ya.” he gives in, moving his things closer to his side of the table to give gian space.
𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐎 rub the back of his neck. he appreciates the offer, but the last thing he wants to do right is disturb the older male who clearly had a lot on his mind. ❛ oh, no, i’m alright, mr. huntzberger. wouldn’t wanna be a bother to you or anything — plus, i’m just waiting for a friend, don’t think i’d have to wait too long. ❜









