Jackson backs away quickly. He leaps up on the sofa just for 'good measure.'
One on one (maybe gay....)
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"Don't freak out." Colden said then stood up.
"I am freakin out."
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"Calm down."
"No! You know how to make poison!"
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"Slightly. It isn't even potent."
"What is wrong with you?!"
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"Nothing, you are just blowing it out of proportion."
"Its poison!"
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"It just makes people throw up for an hour."
"What the hell?!"
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"I can't make poison well!"
Jackson sits down on the couch, "Everyone now are all crazy…"
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"I am perfectly sane."
"I dont think so…"
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"Shut up like you would know."
"I do. You are right here. Making poison. "
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"It was premade"
"Its still poison. And you still made it."
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"Maybe I did you can't prove it!"
"You just said you did!"
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"well. Um"
"Yes. You did." He snaps
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"I guess I did."
"Yes! You just said it!"
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"yeah…."
Jackson breathes in deeply, his hands clasped, "Boi."
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"sush. You only just met me. You can't know me."
Jackson opens his mouth to retort but shuts it with nods, "Alright. True."
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"exactly." Colden says with a smile.