[ Jefferson lets out a scoff, but he nods at the offer of coffee. He could certainly use some, even if tea tends to be his drink of choice. ]
I've got no idea, either. [ He cringes a little after admitting that, like perhaps it's not the wisest thing to say. After all, he's trying to make himself look like less of a mess, not more. ]
I probably would've been tossed in jail to sober up if you hadn't rescued me. [ He offers a quick, strained smile in gratitude, then gets to cutting off a bite of pancake. ]
I hope it didn't ruin your night. Or cut it short.
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Date: 2017-03-19 03:11 am (UTC)I've got no idea, either. [ He cringes a little after admitting that, like perhaps it's not the wisest thing to say. After all, he's trying to make himself look like less of a mess, not more. ]
I probably would've been tossed in jail to sober up if you hadn't rescued me. [ He offers a quick, strained smile in gratitude, then gets to cutting off a bite of pancake. ]
I hope it didn't ruin your night. Or cut it short.