( it shoves him over enough to prevent him from pressing buttons and when jason looks over to bruce, he laughs. not the kind of laugh that sounds like it's forced or fake, but a genuine laugh full of mirth. bruce isn't amused, but jason is very, very amused.
the car stops, and jason pulls open the passenger door to climb out. between sitting inside and closing the door behind him, he manages to pull himself together enough to wipe the smarmy grin off his face. this isn't the time or place for that, especially not when there's several teens and younger standing up against trees, brown bags in hand, massive old backpacks on the ground beside them or on their backs--doing generally not advised for kids shit, because what else would they all be doing gathered like this? )
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the car stops, and jason pulls open the passenger door to climb out. between sitting inside and closing the door behind him, he manages to pull himself together enough to wipe the smarmy grin off his face. this isn't the time or place for that, especially not when there's several teens and younger standing up against trees, brown bags in hand, massive old backpacks on the ground beside them or on their backs--doing generally not advised for kids shit, because what else would they all be doing gathered like this? )
You got a strategy here, Bats?