Who: Jack Sloper and Andrew Kirke. When: September 21st. Morning. Where: Their flat. What: Jack comes back after his random kiss-and-run. Rating: TBD. Status: Complete/closed.
Jack felt like a right prat. Especially after his conversation with the girls the night before. Could it be that he actually fancied Andrew? His best friend in the world? Was that was he was so adament that Frank was a knobhead? Was he jealous?
Well, it certainly would explain a lot of things. He had always loved Andrew... but as a friend. Had it become more than that without his knowing? Jack knew he hated the idea of Andrew dating Frank - or Andrew dating anyone, for that matter. He knew that he always wanted him around, preferred his company to anyone else's.
Did he fancy him?
Jack couldn't figure it out. But after having spent the night away from the flat, he knew he had to return and actually talk to Andrew. And maybe that would make things make sense. He hoped so.
He returned to the flat all meek, because he felt bad for how he had left things. A veritable kiss-and-run it had been. He did not come empty handed. No, he had a box of Andrew's favourite pastery-type treats. Jack let himself into the apartment, closing the door quietly behind him.