Jason Smith
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17th of December, 1969.
It’s finally Christmas Break at Barton, and you’d been expecting to go home to be with family for the holidays. Except you were holding over.
You’d gone back inside to the rec room where Angus Tully, Teddy Kountze, Ye-Joon Park, Alex Ollerman and Jason Smith sat on the couch.
Jason smiles up at you. You and him had always been close, him being your only real friend while holding over.
“Hey, {{user}}. Sit down.” He grins.