[ It's a good thing Jefferson hadn't even been planning on going to the tea shop today. Not because he's sick, no. Because everybody else is getting sick, and he doesn't want to go back to running the shop with just himself. So: days off for all his staff until this odd wave of food poisoning passes. And he realizes just how good an idea it was once he comes downstairs to find one of his housemates sprawled out on the couch in a position that can't possibly be comfortable.
First Kenzi, now Brock. What would the two of them do if they hadn't given Jefferson a place to live?
Jefferson heads over to the couch and leans over the back to look down at the other man, positively looming over Brock. ]
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First Kenzi, now Brock. What would the two of them do if they hadn't given Jefferson a place to live?
Jefferson heads over to the couch and leans over the back to look down at the other man, positively looming over Brock. ]
I take it you have what Kenzi has.