[Fuck, he's really doing it. He really is. There's no way to mistake any of these signals, these messages. Every meeting they've had, every drink, the words that invite without coercing. Shit he's always wanted this and White's got him on a tight cable line. These green eyes have to look up slightly to meet him eye to eye. He can fucking see right through you, Newendyke. Can he see everything?]
Keep going.
[Orange whispers before slowly dropping down to his knees.]
no subject
Keep going.
[Orange whispers before slowly dropping down to his knees.]