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[wintershepherd]

hey! you've reached Jack Frost!
"I'm away from a console right now, but leave me a message and
I'll return it as soon as I can! Prank callers will be snowballed-- kidding!"

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[wintershepherd]

[ That pulls a soft laugh from him, because it might not be so far from the truth. ]

Footnotes, there's an idea. You can help me come up with some.

[backwordscompatible]

[She smiled when he laughed, relaxing a little more. With everything, it felt good to hear him laugh again. He needed just as much as she did.]

Are you sure? This is your project, Jack.

[wintershepherd]

I don't mind sharing it.

[ The "with you" is implied. ]

[backwordscompatible]

[The implication may or may not have been received.]

[Either way, there would be no mistaking the look of pure, serene happiness as she glanced up at him. Their eyes locking for a fleeting moment before she nodded, shifting her weight a bit so that they could continue sharing the book.]

It's a good thing we ordered food, then. This might take a while.

[More than a single afternoon together, of course. If that's what he wanted.]

Just say the word, and I'll add in my two cents. Free of charge, even.

[wintershepherd]

Looks like we'll make a whole evening of it.

[ He reaches for their sandwiches he'd put on the table and handed hers over. ]

Food first, but then we'll work on it.

[backwordscompatible]

[The book was momentarily set aside, placed carefully on the couch arm rest, as she leaned over to accept the sandwich. Unwrapping it before holding it up to him in a playful mock toast.]

Can't think of a better way to spend my time.

Cheers.