Private message to Jason Montague

[alt_seamus]

What was that business with Trinc Moran? You glared at him like --

Is there someone else I ought to be flirting with? You?

Comments

[alt_jason]

Ah.

Well, Serena Laverty likes the look of us you, but seems you're bound and determined to disappoint her.

Maybe it's just not in the cards for either of us tonight, eh?

[alt_seamus]

Honestly I appreciated being invited but I don't exactly feel like I fit in at this party.

If I go home without company, there are worse things. (Like Trinc Moran, evidently. Thanks for that.)

[alt_jason]

Yeah, well, to those who are good at reading people, like Trinc, you send out signals they can't ignore.

Not your fault or anything, it's just how it is.

[alt_jason]

Soz, that sounded a bit odd. Ignore me, I talk too much.

You want to get out of here?

[alt_seamus]

Yeah.

[alt_jason]

Brilliant. You haven't seen my flat yet, up in Camden. There should be plenty to drink there.

Meet me in the foyer?

[alt_seamus]

On my way.