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Character Portrait: Ben Chapman Character Portrait: Jacob Song
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【 JACOB ✧ SONG 】

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"When you've got nowhere to go,
I'll be your home"

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Jacob held his breath, awaiting the man's answer for what felt like the longest ten seconds of his life. And then, the man said those words that pierced through Jake like a sharp knife. "I can't help you," He felt his insides knot, his chest and throat tightening slightly as he looked for a response. Yes, a small part of him expected the man to reject his request, but the optimist part had convinced him that it was all going to be alright. It was wrong. Jake opened his mouth in an attempt to speak, but Ben's words cut him off. "I can't. I'm sorry, I- I'm really sorry." And as much as Jake knew this could happen, he never expected the man to react the way he did. His words came out sounding exactly how Jacob felt right now, like the wind had been knocked out of his lungs. Once again, Jake attempted to get another word in, but his hopes, or what was left of them were shattered for the second time as Ben got to his feet and dashed out the door, not wanting to hear any more of it.

For a good while, Jake only stared at the door in a trance, almost missing Autumn's voice coming from beside him. [color=#00ff00}"Appa...is he okay?"[/color]. The moment Jacob turned to look at his daughter, a wave of helplessness took over his entire body. The young father swallowed hard, drowning all of his emotions under a fabricated smile, though this time it lacked its usual charm. "Yeah, of course, he just forgot he had to go back to work." he replied, once again feeling like the worst father in existence for lying to his precious daughter. Jacob knew, sooner or later, he would have to explain to her what was going on. But how?

"Is...everything alright?" his eyes lifted up at the sound of the voice to find their waitress staring back at him, concern very evident in her light blue eyes. Jacob simple nodded, followed by a pause, and a slight shrug. "I sure hope so." he muttered before deciding to shift the subject of the conversation. "Can I get this all on one bill please?" the woman didn't appear to be convinced by his first answer, but opted to just do her job and nodded. "Of course sweetheart." It wasn't until the check was brought and payed for, and father and daughter had their coats on ready to leave, that Jake realized Ben had left his jacket behind. He eyed the piece of clothing for a moment, wondering if the man was still near by. It was highly unlikely, but still he took the coat, draping it over one arm, and headed out the door with Autumn. A minuscule hint of hope still hung, making him take a few glances around in hopes of spotting the owner of the garment, but no such luck. It was late, and Autumn was getting very sleepy. The only thing he could do is walk back to the bookstore to leave the coat and call it a night.