rarely is the room so quiet as there’s always noise coming from a particular side, but all he can hear today is the pouring of a wine bottle into another glass. jack wouldn’t go so far as to say he’s concerned, but he can’t stop noticing the change in lisanna’s demeanour. she’s not herself, that much is obvious. so he clears his throat, locking his laptop as he spins on his chair to shoot her a look. “ interesting juice you’ve got there... ”
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