[Clapping a hand on Jefferson's shoulder, Rumlow gives him an even look. What kind of host would he be, just dragging you to his house only to kick you out in the morning? Besides, they really have to get what happened last night out in the air. Last thing Rumlow wants is to screw things up with Kenzi.
He looks Jefferson over again. The guy looks panicked, as if he was caught sneaking out of someone's daughter's room. That's about when he notices the scar. He's not sure why he hadn't before, it's not exactly subtle. Even looks like it goes all the way around. Garroting maybe? It's fucking awful. Jeez. He tries not to let his eyes linger, ain't exactly polite to stare.
It'll just have to be something to question later. A lot later.]
Besides, you take off now, I guarantee Kenzi's just gonna follow you back to your place until you've eaten thirty pancakes.
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[Clapping a hand on Jefferson's shoulder, Rumlow gives him an even look. What kind of host would he be, just dragging you to his house only to kick you out in the morning? Besides, they really have to get what happened last night out in the air. Last thing Rumlow wants is to screw things up with Kenzi.
He looks Jefferson over again. The guy looks panicked, as if he was caught sneaking out of someone's daughter's room. That's about when he notices the scar. He's not sure why he hadn't before, it's not exactly subtle. Even looks like it goes all the way around. Garroting maybe? It's fucking awful. Jeez. He tries not to let his eyes linger, ain't exactly polite to stare.
It'll just have to be something to question later. A lot later.]
Besides, you take off now, I guarantee Kenzi's just gonna follow you back to your place until you've eaten thirty pancakes.