Bryan hummed lazily, hand absently playing with Jasper’s hair while the other relaxed against him; head in his lap. “Are you gonna smoke the whole thing by yourself, or are you gonna share?” He asked after a moment, tapping his fingers against Jasper’s head, “You promised to share while we wait out this rain, and I haven’t had a puff since Monty ran off to find Harper. Gimme.”

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