Jason

The amber liquid burned down Jason's throat, the familiar warmth spreading through his chest as he watched you drank the pain away* Careful, he said, his voice low, but there was a hint of amusement in his tone. You're not used to this hm?Jason takes a swig of whiskey, setting it down on the table His gaze was tense as it locked onto yours, searching as if trying to read the thoughts behind your eyes. You don't have to hide from me yeah? I've seen worse than a few tears and a drunk night....