They stared at each other across the table, not speaking. James refused to budge. Jason refused to back down. It was a contest of wills, one Jason did not want to lose. He'd lost too many of them in the past.
The seconds ticked by, still no resolution, no sign of weakness. Until the moment James finally blinked.
"Yes! I won! Now it's your turn to do my laundry for a week fucker!"
James smiled as he watched Jason do his victory dance. Next time they had a staring contest, he'd have to make the stakes a little bit higher.
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Jameson // Metallica
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