Jul 14, 2017
@chefjason
He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous. Confrontations really weren’t his thing. He didn’t want this to be a confrontation. But they needed to talk about this. So he took a cab to the restaurant/apartment thing where Jason was most likely to be found. He couldn’t wait to be rid of these crutches, but they announced his presence, so that was good. Jason would have some warning that he was there. He grinned when he saw him. “Hey, are you free to talk? If not, I’ll just order something and eat it very slowly until you are,” he told him with a smile. Because it was easy to smile around him, especially if he didn’t think about what they had to talk about.