[ Isaac takes his time coming to the apartment. There's a stone on the way, you see, and he can't help but haphazardly kick it along which makes his pacing that much slower. By the time he gets through the door, he sees that Jack is already shrugged out of his jacket and shirt, the way his tie is mussed, draped over it in a careless manner.
Isaac reaches up to the red stub of his cigarette and plants it into the table beside him quickly, rubbing it out before it can breathe and catch. ]
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Isaac reaches up to the red stub of his cigarette and plants it into the table beside him quickly, rubbing it out before it can breathe and catch. ]
You're early.
[ For once. ]