He has had a lot time to himself lately. He spent most of it in front of the TV, feeling incredibly lazy but with no other alternative he was forced to keep doing it.
He watched a lot of shows he and Darcy send each other messages about. It was nearly as good as watching them together.
It was a pale comparison to cuddling close on the couch and sharing popcorn.
He has grown anxious the more time Agent Black spends away from home. At work, most likely. But he wansn't allowed to follow yet, bound to stay away from "food".
Jackson feels likes he's being shown the cold shoulder.
Sighing he rolls back onto his back, staring at the ceiling. Sleep doesn't seem to come easy today. Eventually he's tired enough to fall asleep.