“Yeah, the club of dick heads..” He repeated, an almost sad smile present on his lips. “—-You clearly know me pretty well already.” He’s fed up of the names he gets, apparently.
Jamie’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, “Well, the moment I met you you weren’t the nicest and you expected a hook up for some odd reason.” He muttered. “Until you prove me wrong, I assume your club is about ass holes, dickheads, wankers and airheads.” Stop talking, Jamie.
