Ah. He was drunk. Not Jack-- well, maybe Jack, but not as drunk as the man on the other end of the phone line obviously was.
Jack was annoyed, so annoyed that he'd be phoning him. He wanted to shout and to hang up on him, but he couldn't. He couldn't because oh it was so good to hear his voice, even his drunken voice.
"Doctor, you're drunk," Jack said, sounding almost amused, but there were tears in his eyes all the same.
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Date: 2010-05-25 02:41 am (UTC)Jack was annoyed, so annoyed that he'd be phoning him. He wanted to shout and to hang up on him, but he couldn't. He couldn't because oh it was so good to hear his voice, even his drunken voice.
"Doctor, you're drunk," Jack said, sounding almost amused, but there were tears in his eyes all the same.