"I always was the exception for you, wasn't I?" Ten asked, as he looked down both sides of the street, keeping an eye out for anyone who might witness the historic event. He stepped through the door, purposefully turning to face Jack, as he passed him, as though the hall was somehow so small, the lack of space could excuse it. He didn't wait for directions, but wandered idly down the hall.
"I heard you got a boy," he said, stopping to look at some small decoration, hung up in the hall. He ran his finger over the frame, throwing it just slightly off of centre. He stood back and smiled. Ten loved chaos, even in its smallest forms.
"Or won his rather. Can't say I've ever fucked anyone I won in a card game."