[Disgusted by his joy, not an uncommon thing for Will Graham. The taut smile Jeff's reaction (playful or otherwise) pulls out of him comes with wonder, too, about whether or not Jeff would say those words and be completely sincere with them if he revealed a bit more about what drew him here tonight. Who pulled Abigail Hobbs and Frederick Chilton and he as tightly together as they unfortunately are, if Jeff knew the real reasoning behind making that totally sober post about food...
He looks up for a moment, one eyebrow lifting as he weighs the change of topic. What should come next, now that he's sickened Jeff?]
You found anybody here that you...like?
[In the creaky bed way. Oh no, is Will sitting on another sex couch? Maybe he'll inherit it soon, too.]
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He looks up for a moment, one eyebrow lifting as he weighs the change of topic. What should come next, now that he's sickened Jeff?]
You found anybody here that you...like?
[In the creaky bed way. Oh no, is Will sitting on another sex couch? Maybe he'll inherit it soon, too.]