The younger male jumped and swiftly turned around to see who had spoke. Of course it was Vladimir. He gave a nervous laugh and smiled at the man, his pearly whites showing. "Yeah, it's really good. And I guess I have you to thank for me even being alive.. Though a little stitched and bruised."
He looked down at himself and then to the clothes in Vladimir's hands. "uh.. I'm going to assume that's for me." He looked at the empty plate in embarrassment. He really felt like he was intruding on the man.
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"Tick Tock, Jake. Time is Dead Kids."
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