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[jumpthegun]

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[jumpthegun]

I'll bear that in mind for the next time, shall I?

I'm keeping moving. Still freezing, but there's a bath with hot water close to where I've made it to. I don't think there's anyone in the area. I'd kill to have someone to sleep with right about now.

[There's a pause, then a hasty follow-up message.]

For warmth. You know what I mean.

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Sure, if you say so.

My Pop used to say that only people with a guilty conscience make clarifications like that.

[jumpthegun]

Your Pop's a right git and so are you.

[So there!]

The point is, I'm making an effort not to freeze.

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And that effort would be greatly improved with someone to sleep with. Got it. I'll ask around for you.

[He won't, John is as far as this joking goes, but sometimes it's nice to be a jerk.]

[jumpthegun]

[He knows he's being teased.]

At least make sure she's pretty, please?

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[He snorts to himself.]

Making no promises, you'll take what I can get.

Keep warm, and call me if you need me.

[jumpthegun]

I will, Bucky. Hopefully, this death price will pass soon. Night!