Plan B //Jack Barakat//
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Last published Tue, Apr 11, 2017
Alex furrows his brows in "deep concentration" as he would tell me if I actually tried to interrupt him, cocking his head to the side and staring just over my left shoulder.
"Well, Alex?" I question, glancing periodically at the small hallway into the front lounge where we can hear Jack kicking the doorframe and slamming the tour bus door behind him.
A large grin -which I think is kind of inappropriate at this moment in time- spreads across his features. If he has this figured out, then I'd like to know. "Plan B?" he asks me, shrugging his shoulders.
I roll my eyes, refraining from banging my head repeatedly against the bunks. "Alex, when was there a Plan B?"
"Now. Now, there is a Plan B." Wonderful, just lovely.
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