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Zoerawrr 
Jake.
Knew.
That.
Sneeze.
"Clark?" he muttered, spinning round in the spinny computer chair to face the door, apparently freeing himself up for a huge hug. Hmm. Clark was good for hugs. Still... Jake hugged back, kind of taken aback. "... hi."
Why wasn't he downstairs? Have you SEEN the females they got down there? Uhhhhh, no thank you. And of course...
"Don't want to overwhelm the kiddie," Jake pointed out, running his tongue over the piercings in his bottom lip (from the inside, of course) so they stuck out and came back in turn. Teehee.
Clark flinched. Ick, he had forgotten Jake had all those piercings. "Good plan, man. Tone it down." he nodded. Achooo! "Is it possible, that you could, ya know, um...wear a hat while I'm here?" he asked. Clark didn't want to swell up like a balloon in the middle of the concert.
He.
Disliked.
The.
Color.
Green.
He was all geared up for a good man-to-teenager (hah, Jake was still a teen) conversation, when Lima called. And from what he had heard from Jake and Shana, there was no saying no to her. It was also obvious from Jake sighing reproachfully and dragging-wait,dragging? Oh no! His beautiful purple hair!-him back to the living room. And back to Shana. Uh-oh. Jake had been dating Shana, and now HE was dating Shana-it was all so confusing.
"Um...hi, everyone!" he squeaked. His voice still reverted to old sounds in times of stress.