Old Sport
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Jack was leaned against the wall of the dining room, most likely hiding from his boss to avoid having to wear that stupid Cool Cat suit anymore. His attention briefly diverted to you, sunken eyes narrowing just slightly, before returning to the expanse of the dining area, a short huff leaving him. "What's up?" He hummed, finally bringing his full attention to the conversation.
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