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Jaq shifted towards the couch as well, sitting close to Frank with their thighs touching each other. He took Frank's hand and played with his stockier fingers in his own ones. Both hands were rough, his was calloused with his trainings on the field, and Frank's probably from years of teaching and wirting on boards. "How about we establish some routines. What should we do next? Are you ever going to move back into town...?" Them living so far away from each other could be a problem.