2015-04-12 4:47:54 ¶ ●

## Slurred words. Also, take another shot.

Jack laughs and runs his teeth over his bottom lip, exhaling loudly and looking up at the ceiling.
“Mmm– how does one describe Handsome Jack?“

He swirls his drink, ice clinking on the glass. He’d gone ahead and poured himself another. Not because Old Busted told him to– if that’s what you’re thinking you can go ahead and park your ass in the Time-Out corner, (the Time-Out corner being a moonshot shell; he would shoot you out of the cannon if he caught you saying anything like that).

“Besides being the most Handsome, Gorgeous, Talented– and not to mention sexy– man in the entire galaxy? Other than myself, of course– but then again– uh, you are me,“ He still wasn’t exactly sure how that was working, but the space time continuum hadn’t imploded yet (and they’d done plenty of touching, believe him) so who was he to complain?

“He’s– he’s uh, something to look forward to. A good reminder that what I’m doing– that all my– all my sacrifices aren’t in vain– and I‘m already, exactly what Pandora needs.“ He tips his glass back and downs his drink in one long swallow before slamming it back down. His next words are said with more conviction than any others that have come out of his mouth in his entire life.

“Handsome Jack– is the goddamned Hero.”