Emcee has never gotten so sober so quickly in his entire life.
He flushes hot with shock. For a moment, his throat closes tight, his eyes wide and fixed on Jay as if wanting to burn holes into him. Replaying in his mind everything Jay said about trusting him, believing him.
"Oh. So you're the mysterious boss."
He swallows his drink in one gulp, jams the cigarette into the empty glass, and sets it down hard on the kitchen counter.
He then heads for the balcony.
"Excuse me, I need some air," he says without stopping or looking at anyone, before sliding the glass door open and shutting it behind him. He retreats out of sight toward where the balcony connects to the master bedroom.
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Date: 2016-09-21 03:30 am (UTC)He flushes hot with shock. For a moment, his throat closes tight, his eyes wide and fixed on Jay as if wanting to burn holes into him. Replaying in his mind everything Jay said about trusting him, believing him.
"Oh. So you're the mysterious boss."
He swallows his drink in one gulp, jams the cigarette into the empty glass, and sets it down hard on the kitchen counter.
He then heads for the balcony.
"Excuse me, I need some air," he says without stopping or looking at anyone, before sliding the glass door open and shutting it behind him. He retreats out of sight toward where the balcony connects to the master bedroom.