*he stares at the text for a moment. he wanted to stay with her for christmas, really… and another person, and one he doesn’t know…? jack bites his bottom lip for a moment, looking at his small apartment. where would she sit? on his art stool? would the girls share his beanbag? that wound be fair wouldn’t it? but then… another person… one he doesn’t know… but he doesn’t want to upset katelynn… he nibbles at his bottom lip before he texts back*
[txt] I don’t know. Alice? I met a woman named Alice on the street a few days ago but… um. Can I think about it?