Mark Jefferson

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            Okay lol, I’m fine either way as well, gimmie a moment to think up a couple starters lol

//Im fine either way so whichever you’d prefer more 

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“Thanks, I’ll be alright,” she nodded, her smile never faltering. She was probably one of the people she trusted most, she wasn’t even sure why that was. Something about him was just different from Chloe or Nathan. 

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            He kept his brow raised for a moment, he could absolutely tell something was up, tho, he dropped it, brow settling back into a resting position, simply nodding. “Alright, we’ll, if you do need help with anything, Rachel, I’m usually here” he spoke with a chuckle 

“Well, it’s nothing important,” she reassured, flashing her signature smile though she was totally lying through her teeth. There was no way he didn’t notice, he always did. 

// 3 or 6 

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            Warren shook his head. “Wait until next class, you seem desperate. And besides I’m not a delivery service.” He snapped back in response. Why the hell was this grown man trying to force the idea?

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            The male blinked as he spoke before clearing his throat, “Thought it could be helpful, but I can wait till next class to give it to her, the deadline is quite soon, but I can give her an extension” he had replied simply, he seemed genuinely confused to why such would be ‘bullshit’ though of course, he was just good at acting ‘normal’ whatever that was

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            Warren raised his eyebrows at that. “So you decided to have me take her her homework? That’s a whole load of bullshit if you ask me.”

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            Jefferson watched as he was escorted out, taking in a slow breath he could hopefully continue the work, but… he’d have to be more careful, though, maybe if he was sent off he could still visit him, just to see his reaction, though that could look suspicious.

Nathan knew he’d get jail time, but because of all his problems they’d most likely just put him in a psychiatric ward for the rest of his life. He’d rather just kill himself before trial honestly. His jaw clenched as he was escorted out of the room. He forced back the tears in his eyes. He knew exactly what Jefferson was talking about. He was sure there was no proof to support any of his claims. His burner phone didn’t connect directly to Jefferson’s number and he was sure he had it hidden away where nobody could find it. He knew he’d messed up sure, but this was crazy! He was going to get all the blame for every single one of his damn projects pushed onto him and nobody would believe him. He didn’t have the energy to say anything more to Mark, it would just make things worse. He hung his head as he was pushed through the halls, everyone was watching him. 

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            Damn Jefferson is cold 
            
            The man simply furrowed his brows, as if, absolutely confused to what he was talking about, tho, of course he knew, how could he forget all of their work together, but, it seemed Nathan was being sloppy, so, he wasn’t going to deal with his mistakes any longer, he could’ve killed him instead, but that could draw more attention to him, so this was, the better option, he watched as the police began bringing him out. “I wish you would have been a more model student in Blackwell” he spoke, tho he had accentuated ‘more model student’ to tell him that in their work, he had just made… too many mistakes, a way to blame him, to tell him it was all his fault. 

// !! Something crazy idk maybe angst 

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            More stuff for Damon whether it’s fluffy or angsty