*stir stir stir*
Mark was deep in thought. Blushing about something. Jack could see that clearly enough.
"Whatcha thinkin about, Mark?" Jack inquired.
Mark stopped stirring and looked at Jack.
"I'm thinking about you--- err umm about how you're handling the uh situation with your girlfriend... Uh yeah. How's that going?"
Jack looked to the ground. Tears were welling in his eyes. Mark went and sat next to him and put his arms around him.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up".
Jack just looked at Mark, and then cried into his shoulder. And cried. And cried. And Mark just held him there, letting him cry. The poor thing.
Jack starting muttering through the tears,"Why would she do this to me, what have I done to her?"
Finally the crying subsided. They didn't say anything for awhile. That's when Mark realized that Jack was passed out in his arms. He smiled and carried Jack to his bed and said goodnight.
