[ Jim listens raptly, filling in all the little details with his mind as he imagines Zell running up adn down that street, showing off and getting into trouble. He watches as Zell sketches out the curve of the road and the shape of the buildings, imagines a kitchen not too different from his own.
Something Zell says brings a little grin to Jim's face, but he doesn't interrupt until Zell's totally done. ]
Two punching bags?
[ Yep, that's another question. Nope, Jim doesn't care. ]
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Something Zell says brings a little grin to Jim's face, but he doesn't interrupt until Zell's totally done. ]
Two punching bags?
[ Yep, that's another question. Nope, Jim doesn't care. ]