Jason grins, delighted at the sight of the pie before him. His seemingly endless stomach growls again in anticipation of the sweet, delicious dessert. Reid's chuckling also helps to put him at ease. Jason's always been popular, but he can count the number of true, earnest friends he has back home on one hand. Reid, Luke, and their friends, in turn, are helping for that number to grow. Jason can't help but smile.
"I was kind of considering history or English," Jason admits, taking his plate and toying a bit with the fork as he speaks. "I've always loved those subjects best, I think. I really can't stand math," he adds. His father had so many lofty expectations for him: doctor, lawyer, businessman. All of which felt like another knot in the tightening noose around his neck back home.
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"I was kind of considering history or English," Jason admits, taking his plate and toying a bit with the fork as he speaks. "I've always loved those subjects best, I think. I really can't stand math," he adds. His father had so many lofty expectations for him: doctor, lawyer, businessman. All of which felt like another knot in the tightening noose around his neck back home.
"I'll probably play it by ear, to start."