"I-- you-- you have my face!"
Weird things happen to Jamie all the time.It was a given, with the whole sticking-his-nose-into-supernatural-shindigs-at-every-opportunity-thing. Stuff like this? A regular Tuesday. But he had to admit. Dopplegangers? That was new.“No, I believe you have my face.”
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The only respond Jamie received from him was a nod. Jaco was sure there was nothing nice about this meeting. This felt like an omen of some impending doom.
“Who knows?” Jaco shrugged, once again preferring the heavy silence than the awkward questions. “I have no idea.”
Okay then. Jamie wasn’t really expecting that, and the only response he managed was a very intelligent “Ah.”
The guy clearly had no interest in speaking, and Jamie did consider just making a run for it. The awkwardness is palpable. But damn his curiosity, he was just too intrigued by this now, no matter how unfazed he was originally. It’s not everyday you get to meet your doppleganger. “You, uh, live around here?”
With narrowed eyes, Jaco pursed his lips into a scowl, wondering what was it beside their faces and Jamie’s incessant questions that made him uncomfortable. Yet, he hadn’t run away yet. Odd, considering what a cowa– survivalist Jaco was.
He blinked at the question, getting the idea where this was going. “Five bucks for a blowjob, ten for anal.”
Jamie spluttered at Jaco’s response, face turning as red as his hoodie. Now that had completely caught him off guard. “Ex-excuse me? I...you...what?”
Where had that come from? This guy was fucking with him wasn’t he? If this was a way to get Jamie to leave him alone then... well, he’s succeeding. No matter how hard the curious part of him refuses to leave this alone. “That’s not what I... Right, uh.” How very intelligent, “I should just get going...”