[He knows. He knew. Well of course he knew. He's an old guy and an old cop. Orange doesn't even nod, he just taps his smoke on the edge of the tray. When Raymond refers to the other thing, what just happened between them, he really really considers the pros and cons of it. He couldn't give a goddamn flying fuck about people knowing he fucks men, he's past that finally. His primary concern is White...even when it shouldn't be.]
That's your prerogative.
[Oh fuck, Newendyke, don't make such a hardass-covering-a-softass looking face. He's bound to see right through it.]
no subject
That's your prerogative.
[Oh fuck, Newendyke, don't make such a hardass-covering-a-softass looking face. He's bound to see right through it.]