[Jamie doesn't bother to answer -- everything he wants to say, he'd rather say in person. He throws himself into finishing off anything that might be asked of him instead, making sure that as soon as possible after the clock strikes, he can be let off.
It's a jittery ride home, followed by a brief jog from the bus stop down the street. Jamie's a little disheveled by the time he lets himself in, work clothes in disarray from his impatient fidgeting -- tie hanging loose instead of fully undone, cuffs unbuttoned, collar half-up and half-down. He doesn't really care enough to fix it, or even to immediately go to change the way he normally would, seeking out Max instead to get his arms around him, words falling out quick and certain:] Hi. I love you.
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Date: 2024-12-12 09:16 pm (UTC)[Jamie doesn't bother to answer -- everything he wants to say, he'd rather say in person. He throws himself into finishing off anything that might be asked of him instead, making sure that as soon as possible after the clock strikes, he can be let off.
It's a jittery ride home, followed by a brief jog from the bus stop down the street. Jamie's a little disheveled by the time he lets himself in, work clothes in disarray from his impatient fidgeting -- tie hanging loose instead of fully undone, cuffs unbuttoned, collar half-up and half-down. He doesn't really care enough to fix it, or even to immediately go to change the way he normally would, seeking out Max instead to get his arms around him, words falling out quick and certain:] Hi. I love you.