Clark was content to let him go, didn't really have any interest in pursuing him or having a confrontation. Instead, he sucked in a frustrated breath and let it out before heading back to his room. He really really hoped he wouldn't encounter the other man again. He wasn't looking forward to it at all but it would be his luck.
...it was of course, his luck. It was his luck, his luck always, that had Jax walking in the door two hours after he'd secured himself a spot as the new busboy and off-hour bartender. He wanted to try and make a run for it to the back of the ramshackle 'kitchen' but breathed in deep and decided to deal with it as it came.
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...it was of course, his luck. It was his luck, his luck always, that had Jax walking in the door two hours after he'd secured himself a spot as the new busboy and off-hour bartender. He wanted to try and make a run for it to the back of the ramshackle 'kitchen' but breathed in deep and decided to deal with it as it came.