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“Do you ever wonder how bats have sex upside down? Like how the hell do you manage that right?” John giggled to himself, moving his cup towards his mouth, sucking through the straw of his cup causing it to make a loud slurping sound.
Jack sat nearby stone faced, the only sign he had heard the other at all was the slight twitch of his eye. Jack just turned slowly from the computer he was on to face the younger man.
“Man, what the hell are you talking about?” Jack asked, an eyebrow raised in question.
“I just asked you, were you not listening?” Shen asked obnoxiously clicking his pen just to watch the older man's reaction flicker like a shitty lightbulb.
“I try to tune you out when emergencies aren't happening.” Jack admitted, sounding tired. They were only two hours from handoffs and while John had been absorbing caffeine like a sponge, he knew for a fact Jack was bare bonesing this shift.
“Stop picking on me cause I'm a minority, we're people now.” He retorted, going to take another loud sip of his coffee.
“Eh your pissing me off, uhm-” Jack looks up at the case board. “Go take the kid with the skittles up her nose and after that the guy with food poisoning, kay byeee” Jack waved, walking past Shen but right as John thought he was going to pass him, the older man had slapped the cup out of his hands towards the trashcan with enough force for it to slam into the side of the inside with a loud thud. Shen's heart breaking in two as his beloved drink spilled inside of the trash can. Dark brown contrasting against the black trash bag.
“Jack ‘lieutenant Dan' Abbot, May you never know peace!” John shouts, shaking his fist at the grinning retreating figure.