>>68111158>>68111104>>68111008I had a fic idea where after the few 'dumpster dives', Jack decides to go out fishing to revaluate a better approach. After a few hours of catching snags, another bud comes along to the fishing lake. Low and behold, It's Greene. Jack, Initially wanting to start something but reconsiders since He's isn't in the mood to get thrown into the lake. Both of them sit in relative silence for a few minutes before Greene, out of boredom. says:
>So...Jack, you come here often?Um...uh yeah..why do you ask?
>Dunno, pass the time. Don't you usually yap about something about me or my sister being a skigger or skinnie half-breed....eh...just not in the mood...Why are you here anyways?
>Wanted to tryout a new spot since the last one down the coast is now off limits.oh...
A few more minutes pass with no catches until Greene asks again.
>You still didn't answer my question, What do even have again't me and specifically my sister?.
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Why should you care?
>I don't, I'm just curious for reason for every slam dunk for the past week.Jack grits his teeth, his patience is withering as this Skinnie doesn't get the hint to mind his own damn buisne....A small realisation just came to Jack's mind. Why did he started to Job to Greene anyways?.
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Moments later jack then speaks up to the unassuming greene dick:
Would you believe me if I said if I didn't kinda hate you?
That seemed to catch him slightly offgaurd
>...Who the hell are you and what you have done with Jack?Look, The thing between me and her is just personal thing. Between you and me, I just think you're just some wehraboo or something.
>Thats Cynthia's department, I prefer more refined and sophisticated American and Eur- Greene's line started pulling around.
A strugle of pulling and tugging began as Greene just barely had his catch within his grasp. Jack deciding that being an onlooker is a shit job decided to help Greene pull in the catch.