[Roy grinned, stroking the short hairs on his chin.] “Oh, this old thing? I thought you might like it. It’s kinda like a metaphor, y’know? Leaves turn red and fall off to signal the changing of seasons. So when you think about it— it’s sorta your fault. Turning a new page, or whatever.” [Roy managed to keep a straight face for all off five seconds before he broke into a bigger grin than before.]
[Rolling his eyes, Jason downed his drink, then stepped close to the redhead. Running one hand through his hair, he poked at the sleeve of Roy’s hoodie.] “Alright. Spill. Show me the goodies here. I gotta make sure my backup can still function.”
and all of this will never be the same again 