davey and katherine constantly found themselves together talking about recent political issues or coming up with the next great story. it started as only talking a little to almost never paying attention to anyone but les and occasionally anyone who wanted to know what they were doing.
every morning they'd arrive together, laughing about something one of them said. jack didn't even realize he'd always stare at the two hitting it off like there was no tomorrow.
"jackie!" race shoved right into the older male, catching him off guard. "what'cha starin' at? or shall i saw who?" he snickered.
jack furrowed his brows, "n'one. why?"
"we all can clearly see s'methin' yous ain't," race pointed at the pair. "i'm sick an' tired of ya goo-goo eyes," he laughed again. he was clearly enjoying himself.
"right, an' i can says the same 'bout yous and albert," jack shot back jokingly. but, races face reddened.
"this ain't 'bout me! if yous wants the girl, get 'er!" race was very obviously pointing at debt and katherine now.
"what?" jack shoved race. "they're, like a....a thing? ain't they?"
"i'll ask!" race started marching off. "ay kat—" jack quickly pulled him back harshly and covered his mouth.
"shut it!"
"you asked." race simply shrugged. he watched jacks expression shift, he could barely read it. "you jealous?"
"jealous? no. no, no." jack waved his hands and shook off the question. but it was almost instinctively he turned back to the two.
"right, right. i'll help ya get 'er!" race stuck out his chest confidently.
"i don't want to date katherine!" jacks eyes went wide and he quickly shut his mouth.
"ooo," race's smile grew wider. "i shoulda seen this comin'. yous whipped for d-!" jack lightly pinched race to make him shut up.
he didn't know where his feelings for his friend came from, but they hit him hard. how he wished he could be talking to davey all the time instead of katherine.
"but, it's kind of obvious they're s'mething," jack sighed.
that's when race broke into laughter. "yous joking! say sike right now!" he hiccuped through his fit of giggles. jack stood there immensely confused. "'ight. let the professi'nal handle this," he finally said after he calmed down.
he didn't stop race this time, a little frustrated but interested in what he could possibly do. he was out of hearing ranged so it looked like some silent film.
"wow dave, really takin' up all the time with the pretty lady ova here, ain't you?" race said slyly, resting a hand in katherines shoulder. "give another guy a chance, ya lovebird."
"ah, oh. um, it's not like that," davey's face became pink. "we were just talking about how she wrote today's headline!" he showed race the papers. "see? great isn't it?" he had a bright smile on his face.
"let me guess, you two worked on that for nights together?" race pretended to gag.
"well...yeah. she asked. we both like writing and this is definitely a way for me to kickstart my english career," davey stated blankly, setting down the paper on the cart nicely.
race rolled his eyes. "list'n. i'd like to borrow kath for who knows how long," he had a sneaky smile on his face.
"can i ask why?" katherine shoved race's hand off her shoulder.
