He passes the orange juice over, but he can't let his gaze linger on him - he has to look away, staring at the door, his shoulders set a little stiffly. "I owled 'em to let them know you're here, so they'll be back home soon. You'd better start thinking of an excuse."
James is left chewing on his lower lip, bouncing one leg restlessly.
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He passes the orange juice over, but he can't let his gaze linger on him - he has to look away, staring at the door, his shoulders set a little stiffly. "I owled 'em to let them know you're here, so they'll be back home soon. You'd better start thinking of an excuse."
James is left chewing on his lower lip, bouncing one leg restlessly.
"Better start thinking of an excuse."