[Something is also bothering Jack - namely, Johnny. The feast had been interesting enough, Jack just wonders how long it will be before their next one. But that wasn't nearly enough to keep him awake after a night of sobriety followed by Johnny's body, radiating just enough warmth, no need for clothes or anything more than a sheet. Jack grumbles when he tries to wake him, rolling onto his side but notably keeping that arm around his waist, pulling it back into place. He does even bother opening his eyes.]
Twice was enough, Johnny. Let me sleep.
[Because what else could he be wanting at this ungodly hour?]
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Twice was enough, Johnny. Let me sleep.
[Because what else could he be wanting at this ungodly hour?]