[Jake, meanwhile, has been taking measures to avoid anyone and everyone he's come across ever since stumbling out of that initial room where he woke up because they are straight up the enemy until proven otherwise. He's seen some shit ok, and he is probably a lot slower to trust than most—especially when you consider that he has literally been screwed over by the few people he did open himself up enough to let in not too long ago. Yolo.
But while Jake has come up just as empty in searching his own room, he hasn't taken to slamming shit around just yet—unless you count the cheap Wal-Mart Halloween costume-in-a-bag depicting the traditional image of a female witch on the front. Yeah, it was a girl's costume, and the fact that it had been left for him was straight up hilarious. He watches it bounce harmlessly off of the far wall that he tosses it toward because it's a fucking costume in a bag. It's not going to do much damage here (unless you count the emotional damage that Jake is suffering as a result of someone playing with his emotions).
From the sounds of someone slamming shit around in the next room though, he wasn't the only one who was being jerked around. Being that Jake has nothing better to do than to pick a fight with investigate whoever was making the racket, he heads on over and peeks through the opened door to spot a familiar blonde crouching in the middle of the room. Hey, it could have been worse. It could have been Adam.]
Well howdy, neighbor. [What, did you actually expect him to be serious rn.] I think it's safe to rule out this being some random coincidence.
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But while Jake has come up just as empty in searching his own room, he hasn't taken to slamming shit around just yet—unless you count the cheap Wal-Mart Halloween costume-in-a-bag depicting the traditional image of a female witch on the front. Yeah, it was a girl's costume, and the fact that it had been left for him was straight up hilarious. He watches it bounce harmlessly off of the far wall that he tosses it toward because it's a fucking costume in a bag. It's not going to do much damage here (unless you count the emotional damage that Jake is suffering as a result of someone playing with his emotions).
From the sounds of someone slamming shit around in the next room though, he wasn't the only one who was being jerked around. Being that Jake has nothing better to do than to
pick a fight withinvestigate whoever was making the racket, he heads on over and peeks through the opened door to spot a familiar blonde crouching in the middle of the room. Hey, it could have been worse. It could have been Adam.]Well howdy, neighbor. [What, did you actually expect him to be serious rn.] I think it's safe to rule out this being some random coincidence.