Septiplier is love septiplier is life

Doing "things"

Jack rushes into the conference room looking a complete mess. His hair is a wreck, his tie is loose around his neck, and his hairline is rimmed with sweat. "Sorry I'm late!" he huffed out. "I was doing things." he said more quietly as a blush creeped upon his face. Just then, mark strode into the room wearing a proud smirk on his face. He put his arm around a blushing jack before saying, "Im things."