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Jay Collins

"Photography helps people to see."

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a character in “Downtown”, as played by unicorns.are.real

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Full Name
Jacob Collins

Nickname

Jay, always.

Age
25

Occupation
Aspiring Artist / Photographer




Personality

Mean | Stubborn | Egotistical | Loyal | Complainer

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Jay is who he is. He is a fairly constant guy, because he knows who he is and is at peace with it. Because of this though he tends to be set in his ways and is very slow to change his ways. He doesn’t like having to wait and play things out, instead relying solely on gut instincts and first impressions. Then once he ash has made his mind up about something, he rarely changes his mind. When he was young he decided he didn’t like chocolate. And to this day he has not touched a bit of chocolate, trusting his younger self’s opinion. Jay likes being alone and hence has learnt to trust himself. He trust his feelings and thoughts, hence he rarely sees the needs for outside opinions and thoughts. Jay is a very inwardly focussed guy. He doesn’t really allow any else to sway his opinions.

Jay is very impatient. He hates anything that he feels wastes his time. Which generally results in him being easily frustrated and annoyed. Even little things can put him in a bad mood sometimes because he is so impatient and intolerant. He despises fake pleasantries, and can often times be quite blunt and come of harsh, because he refuses to be a fake version of himself around other people. He won’t act friendly because it is the polite thing to do. He finds pretending to like people that doesn’t a complete waste of effort. He won’t bother to hide his feelings on things ever. Hence he biggest pet peeve is people pleasers, he just feels the world should be much more genuine with each other and everyone would be better off for it, not having to bother faking it all the time. Jay is actually naturally a pretty good socialiser, despite never actually trying though, he can keep conversation and usually offers a fresh point of view. When Jay does actually try in social situations, he has a pretty magnetising persona.

Jay is very non-commital. He is what his aunt calls a β€˜wanderer’. No place will ever be his home and nobody has even been able to tie him down. If he has to stay in one place for too long he gets restless, feeling like he needs change. He needs freedom, the freedom to just take off immediately and go anywhere, no responsibilities to worry about. He also hates being couped up, which is why he hates to city. He hates the hustle and bustle, and small spaces. Being outdoors, on large blocks of land, and going on long walks through woodlands is what Jay is made for. He enjoys his own company, and is completely at peace on his own. He could spend the rest of his life in solitude and it wouldn’t bother him, he likes being alone and being able to hear his own thoughts. He only needs himself.






History

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Jay’s mother was a wanderer. When she had Jay, she thought she’d be able to settle down, do the family thing, but she couldn’t. She left her baby, Jay, on her sister’s doorstep and took off on another adventure. That’s how Jay ended up being raised by his aunt Mags, his pseudo-mother. Though he mother was always dropping in on him, giving her present from wherever she had been. Jay knew she loved him in her own way, but that she could never give up her live as a wanderer.

Jay’s aunt Mags is a potterer/musician/artist/dog-walker/whatever-paid-the-bills. She was arty and loved all pursuits of the arts, though it’s no secret pottery is her favourite. Unfortunately art didn’t pay as well as she thought it ought to, so she did what she could to pay the bills and keep a roof over their heads. She taught Jay everything she knew, and loving moulded him into the artist he is today. He learnt to play the guitar, to sculpt, to paint, but his favourite art form was always photography. Which is the one thing he stuck with.

Growing up and leaving school, he got on, and tried to make it work with his photography, doing more study and such. Though learning from Mags, he did whatever part-time job he needed to pay the bills. Just like his mother, the moment he could, he took off, travelling around here and there, scraping enough money together to make it around. He got photography jobs here and there. Eventually he started getting a little status in the photography world, and more jobs. To the point that now he can fully support himself on his photography, and pretty well at that. However, it’s not the type of photography he wants to do. He does very commercial, cookie-cutter stuff, minor photography in the fashion world. He wants his work to hang in galleries, not be advertisement in small time magazines.

His most recent job he has been contracted for has brought him to the city only an hour away from his hometown, a place he hates that is zapping him off all his creative juices. Hopefully he doesn’t have to be here long.

So begins...

Jay Collins's Story

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Character Portrait: Elizabeth Fitzgerald Character Portrait: Shae Wilson Character Portrait: Emily Fitzgerald Character Portrait: Jay Collins

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Welcome home to The Tower!

Each apartment in The Tower includes:
One Kitchen/Dining Room
One Living Room
One Bathroom
One Bedroom (there are a few that have two, but are limited)
Closet by the door in the hall, as well as in each bedroom

Monthly Payment (unless paid in full): $100
Full Payment: $2,000
If renting, then the monthly payment still stands, until your dismissal from the building.

We hope you enjoy your stay, and urge you to contact the advisor for your building, Mr. Harrison, on the first floor if you have any problems or questions.

Thank you for your purchase, and we hope to hear from you soon!

XXXX,
Mandise Real Estate Company

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She'd told her students that she was going a much-needed vacation to get her head in the right mindset before competition season. "They're going to see straight through that.." She shook her head, and intensified her grip on the steering wheel. She drove for a few hours more, having already accomplished some of the feat between her home and where her sister was. From Kentucky to New York, it wasn't too long, but it was still considered a long-distance trip, and Em didn't want to have the hassle of airports. Who really gets anything positive from that place? Emily sighed through her nose as she swiped her phone, typing her pass code in quickly, to text her younger, vulnerable, sister.

To Effy:
"Love, where are you? It's nearly 3 o'clock. I thought you were going to meet me at the door of The Tower?"


She snarled as a passer-by bumped into her, and she quickly snapped, "Watch it!". Today was starting out lovely, that was for sure. She couldn't help but wonder who else lived in the city, it was so different from what she'd accustomed to for the past years.

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β€» Mood: Nervous - Hopeful - Skittish
β€» Listening To: Alive - Pearl Jam
β€» With: No one
β€» Dialogue Colour: #BD3C3C
Effy was rushing frantically around trying to pull herself together and get to Towers on time. She really didn't want to hold her sister up or be late, she was doing her such a huge favour in helping her leave home without living alone and she didn't want to make her sister regret that. The fresh start was literally Effy's life line at the minute and she wasn't prepared to risk it or risk upsetting Emily either. There was no one in Effy's life who was more important to her than her big sister, she rarely admitted it but Emily had to know that. Effy had always looked up to her about absolutely everything, gone to her for advice and help- she completely idolised her which is why today, she was determined not to let her down and ruin the first day of her second chance.

Her phone vibrated in the pocket of her coat and she quickly fished it out to check the message in case it was important.

To Emily:

I'm so sorry sis, I'm two minutes away, I won't be long. Taxi driver over charged and dropped me off like a quarter of a mile away!

She rapidly sent the message and continued charging down the street in her heeled Chelsea boots, praying she'd make good time. It really meant the world to her being here right now and she wanted her sister to know she was serious about starting again- starting fresh, she'd keep dancing but in a healthy, positive mind-set. That was the little dream she'd developed in her head and it's how things had to work out or she'd never be trusted to move out properly and with all the tension between her and her parents, there was no way she could stand being at home any longer. She was starting to get too old for that as well, which seemed like the least important of her reasons to leave.

Her earphone fell out of her ear as she made a swift turn on the corner of the street and rushed up to the gates to meet her sister, she was so, so, so nervous but she'd never been so excited either. It seemed like a whole new world being in New York and she didn't even think she could cope thinking about all the opportunities there'd be for a dancing career out here. She couldn't even begin to wonder.

This was going to be good for her, it had to be and she prayed it would be.

She owed it to Emily to make this work and for that reason, she would.

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Character Portrait: Elizabeth Fitzgerald Character Portrait: Emily Fitzgerald Character Portrait: Jay Collins

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Emily faked a frown as she looked at Elizabeth. "You always did win at those.." She chuckled, and was a bit surprised at the bonding of arms that happened. "Effy, don't leave my luggage!" She grinned, and turned, still connected to her, and managing to grab her bag, then catch up with her.

The city was so.. new to Emily, and so home to Elizabeth. It was uncanny how there were so many people at once. She'd already had a head-on collision with some person trying to get to work, the way they were on their phone. "So, do you know any of your neighbors, or are you all just kinda, ignoring each other until impossible?" She chuckled, walking inside the elevator, but letting her sister guide her inside.

She was so proud of her sister for letting her come and move in with her. Emily knew her sister was trying so hard to be better, not just at dancing, but in all of her flaws, and Emily couldn't be a more proud big sister. Once they were inside the apartment, she smiled, and patted her sister's shoulder firmly. "This place is adorable. How long have you lived here again?" She asked, raising an eyebrow, and was just about to sit on the comfortable looking sofa, when it hit her.

"I still have luggage in the car!" She gasped a little, and went right back down to the entrance, and to her car, which probably would have been towed otherwise. "Oh, shoot." She looked at the luggage, and had the two boxes in her arms, but she couldn't see that well. She shut the trunk on her car, and slid the keys into her pocket, then lifted up the boxes, and ventured her way to the elevator, with no collisions. But, almost as soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she took a few steps, then obviously bumped into something.. or someone.

"I.. I am so sorry." She said quickly, her eyes a little big. She turned her stance to try and get a glimpse of the victim was. "Are.. are you alright, sir?" She asked, after seeing a glimpse of the masculine structure standing before her. "I'm really sorry." An apologetic smile on her lips as her eyes looked him over once he was in view.

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Jay woken up early that morning. Early as in before the sun, which was weird considering he had only rolled into bed only a few hours earlier after spending the night out drinking with an old friend who lived in the city. Celebrating Jay’s reluctant and temporary move to the city. Which he was already regretting, the noise, car horns, and people were doing no favours for his hangover. However, he couldn’t get himself to go back to sleep so he got up out of bed and went for a walk, a long one, hoping to wander across something different from the concrete and graffiti. Unfortunately he didn’t find anything that made him excited about his prolonged stay.

He got back to his apartment and sighed at his completely empty apartment. He had been living here for three days now and had not gotten around to unpacking. It was pathetic really, he hadn’t even been doing anything. He been to a couple of meet ups to meet the people he would be working with for his shoots, but he hadn’t actually begun work. Plus it wasn’t even as if he had much to unpack, since he was always moving around her couple months or so he didn’t keep that much and packed lightweight. Anything of sentimental value that he didn’t really need was gathering dust in his Aunt Mag’s old wood shed.

Jay decided that today was not his day to unpack though, instead sat in the corner of his empty living room and started playing a few bars on his old guitar. The guitar was very old and was his Aunt Mags’ old one that she still had from her younger years as a lead guitarist in a girl rock band. It was black, and still had a few stripes and lightning bolts painted on it in purple nail polish, it also was filled with a billion dints, chips and scratches. Mags had always offered to get him a new one, but Jay liked the old slightly girly one, it had character. He didn’t play anything particularly exciting or tough, he just mindlessly played through a few tunes and melodies that he knew off by heart and had played to death.

He played for an hour or so before he was distracted by his stomach growling. Realising the amount of time he had spent awake and the only thing he had consumed that day had been a black coffee he decided to head out at get some sort of instant noodles or frozen meal to reheat. Considering he had been yet to stock his fridge or cupboards with any edible. Frustrated at himself for not having food, and forcing him back out into the busy city, he shoved on his jacket and headed out to hallway.

That’s when he ran into a blonde girl carrying boxes too high for her too see over. Though a better description of the event was that she ran into him while he tried to duck away from her. He sighed angrily, and clicked his tongue. It wasn’t really her fault, he was just already in a bad mood. He really hated the city, everyone was so busy going on their own way they never stopped to look out for other people.

"I am so sorry. Are.. are you alright, sir?" The girl asked, her eyes big. Jay couldn’t help but notice that she was pretty cute, though she didn’t look anything like his type. Jay always found himself in commitment-free relationships with girls named things like Thorn and River, who had dyed black hair, multiple facial piercings and were arty and all β€˜deep’.

β€œNot a sir,” Jay replied gruffly. He had being called sir or mister. He lived in a world of informality, being given any form of title made him feel like people expected something different of him then they would if he was a teen in high school still.

"I'm really sorry." She continued, smiling apologetically.

Sighing, Jay frowned realising he couldn’t be a dick to a girl who could smile so apologetically and innocently. Even if he was in a crap mood and only wanted to brush everyone off. β€œIt’s fine. Really.” Well, that was his idea of β€˜not mean.’ He noticed a few things had fallen out of her box, and he even bent down and picked them up for her placing them in her box for her since her hands were full. How Gentlemanly? His Aunt Mags would be proud. β€œOh, you play?” Jay asked, noting a sheet of guitar chords in her box of stuff.

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Character Portrait: Elizabeth Fitzgerald Character Portrait: Emily Fitzgerald Character Portrait: Jay Collins

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"Uh.. yeah. I'm a band director, so it's kind of mandatory I know most instruments." She chuckled, and steadied her grip on the boxes still. "I don't mean to be rude, but I kinda need to set these down, so.." She smiled a last time. "I guess I'll see you around then." She chuckled lightly, and knocked on the door, to be let into the apartment her sister was currently occupying.

"Effy, open up!" She said louder, as she wrestled the boxes on her knee.

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β€» Mood: Nervous - Hopeful - Excited
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β€» With: Elizabeth
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Effy was in the process of carrying some clothes over to the washing basket when she heard her sister knocking on the door asking for aid, so Effy wobbled over not so graciously struggling under the mountain of clothes and did her best to open the door with elbow before stumbling away to try and get rid of the pile as quickly as possible. "Sorry Em- laundry," She called from the kitchen cross open plan dining room, laughing slightly as she did her best to navigate around furniture with the pile so terribly blocking her view but she made it and crammed the pile into the washing machine and set it up to do a quick wash.

"Hey, I'm sorry it's not amazingly tidy in here or anything and I know it's all boho and crap which is more me than you but I've been at a lot more dance classes lately so I don't have much time for house work- plus I hate it," Effy told her very honestly, smiling sheepishly at her sister as she walked back out into the hall. "But what it lacks in coordination and style, it makes up for with character and cosiness," She argued, trying to justify the very 'hippie' like why she'd furnished the place with beautiful rugs in most rooms and vintage style furniture. The bedroom door was open, exposing Effy's weakness for fairy lights because even through just the crack of the door you could see evidence of the many strings and sets of lights she'd got set up in there. "You were always the more stylish sister anyway so you can sort me out," She shrugged with a laugh. You could see nervousness radiating off Effy, it was almost sweet how desperate she was to have her elder sister's approval and to impress her- it was important to Elizabeth. It was really important everything went perfectly- she cared at the end of the day, about her sister, about the city, apart her apartment and her life out here and her sister's new life out here, she wanted the best for them both and you could see that in everything she did.

"If you're hungry there might be something in the fridge or the cupboards but I really need to go shopping- I've been procrastinating that but I'll go tonight or this evening," She rambled trying to stop herself before she wound her sister up but not quite able to help herself but to find flaws in everything she knew and try to redeem herself for them with justifications and words.

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Grace's room was always closed. She ordered a lot of her food and paid someone to get her stuff and bring it to her door. She liked being by herself. She didn't freak out or having heavy breathing. She hated what people might think of her that she is a creep. As she sat in front of her computer she looked at the latest chapter she wrote in her latest romance book.

And as she sat looking at the fire place beside him. She smiled. Nobody made her feel the way he did. As she turned to him and let a small kiss peck his lips. She glared into his eyes. "I love you, i want nothing else but to be with you." And with that they continued kissing until they made passionate love celebrating their wonderful union.

She looked through her peep hole to the outside world. She needed to get out. She normally had the shades closed and lived boxed in. Maybe today would be different and someone would knock on her door forcing her to get out. It was a battle with herself all the time. She didn't know how she was going to do it.

She one day hoped she could escape this life. And change herself like in her books.

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"Uh.. yeah. I'm a band director, so it's kind of mandatory I know most instruments." The girl said, laughing to herself.

Jay raised his eyebrows and smiled he was impressed. "Band, director, that's kind of cool."

"I don't mean to be rude, but I kinda need to set these down, so.." She gave a Jay a smile before continuing down the hallway. "I guess I'll see you around then."

"Yeah sure," Jay replied shrugging as he continued on his way to the corner sure just a block or too away from the apartment complex. As he stood in the noodle section debating whether he wanted chicken or oriental flavoured noodles. he thought about the blonde woman he had met. It would be cool having another music lover in the building. Plus it didn't hurt that she was very attractive. He decided on chicken and after the pimply teenager scanned the noodles, he fished the coins he needed from the his leather jacket's pocket. He always kept coins in his jacket. It was like a piggy back he could take with him anywhere. Jay hated using a card, he preferred dealing with solid cash.

"Have a good night!" The cashier called after him, as Jay walked out into the crisp night air.

Pulling a cigarette from his pocket, Jay lit it up, taking a long drag before walking back his apartment. The city was just as detestable during the night. Lights on everywhere, party music and noise booming in the distance from every angle, and the faint sound of a police siren. He couldn't even see the stars when he looked up. "Fucking city smog," Jay mumbled to himself, taking another drag from his cigarette. Stargazing had been on of his favourite activities pre-city living.

Arriving at his apartment building he stamped out his cigarette butt and headed up to his apartment. Stopping at the door to unlock it, he noticed the a woman coming out of his neighbouring apartment. "See you after work." She said into her apartment, closing the door behind her.

"Boyfriend?" Jay asked, not really caring about the whether the girl had a boyfriend, more concerned with how loud their late night bedroom activities were going to get. The walls in this place were paper thin. It was a reasonable concern too, because one time during a shoot Jay was stuck staying in a place that was neighbours with a couple that enjoyed being kinky and loud in the bedroom. It was indefinite one of his top ten worst experiences.

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[OOC - Could we talk about what time it is? I feel a little lost without an official "time"? -Sincerely ~Chaos~ ]

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As she was locking her door, Shae's thoughts turned to her late night shift... The thought of being around drunken men in their forties trying to pinch her ass and 'put the moves' on her made her boil. She growled under her breath... In fact, Rooty Tooties almost fired her because this guy tried to grab her and she almost broke the man's arm...

She stretches out her arms, letting the sleeves of her sweater fall over her hands as she turned to walk; she makes a clicking noise with her tongue as her thoughts ran about work, and how much she hated it. Shae usually just felt like a wandering soul going through the motions...

"Boyfriend?" A young man's voice interrupts her thoughts.

The brunette stops dead in her tracks, letting out a surprised laugh, "What?" Last time she checked she was single... The girls eyes flit this way and that trying to figure out what he meant as she turned on her heels to face him.

"Oh! The... one i was talking to?" Her hand flies over her mouth with a giggle, "That's uh..Caleb... My cat..." She pushes her hair behind her ear as she bites her lip.

F***...Now he was going to see her as the crazy cat neighbor... Her and Caleb had fights but usually it was him scratching her because she wouldn't give up the toys. Or she would taunt him with her fingers.

Her eyes flicker back up to him and she gently itches her nose, avoiding her nose ring as she does so. Her eyes flicker down to her worn jeans and her black high top converse with the neon pink laces.

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β€œWhat?” The girl responded looking around, clearly confused. Jay didn’t really help ease her confusion though, he knew he had an abrupt and blunt manner, but he really wasn’t one for overly chit chats. He prefers to get straight to the point of things, beating around the bush wasn’t something he ever really understood. Why bother? β€œOh!, The one I was talking to?” She said swallowing a giggle.

β€œYeah?” Jay responded shrugging as shoved his key into the lock of his apartment, wriggling it around. Not really understanding the confusion, he felt it was a pretty straight forward question to ask.

β€œThat’s uh.. Caleb. My cat.” She explained, looking for than a little awkward, and Jay now understood why.

β€œOh, cool. They let you keep a cat here?” Jay said simply, brushing over the fact she had been talking to her cat, like it was an alive person. What other people did never really bothered Jay, everyone was just out to live their own lives. In his mind people could do what they liked, and they needed no judgement from him. Plus his Aunt had a cat she treated like a house husband, so he was more than used to abnormal relationships with pets. β€œIf it was your boyfriend, I was just going to ask you to keep it down at night, if you know what I mean.” Jay explained, he didn’t really care what this girl thought of him, but he didn’t want rumours of him being a nosey neighbour going around. People might actually start to think he cared.

Then Jay turned his attention back to his apartment door, which was apparently jammed. His swore under his breath, it was doing this yesterday and it was starting to get on his nerved. He took a step back and whilst leaning his weight on the door he gave it a well-placed kick and it swung open. He mentally debated what was worse. Having to kick open his door every day for the few months he was planning on staying, or having to contact the building advisor and go through the inevitable socialisation that followed.

After opening the door he took a step inside his place before he turned around to face his new neighbour again. "What breed are they?" He asked, referring to her cat, though he wasn't one to specify. He was suddenly curious though. His Aunt was a cat lover, so unfortunately he knew a little more about cats than he really wanted to. Especially considering he had no plans on getting now. Jay was pretty sure he was going to be alone forever, he didn't need a cat to prove it. Plus he was barely able to keep himself alive, let's not push it by adding an animal.

β€œI’m Jay by the way.”

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"Ef, please, listen to yourself." She chuckled, and ran a hand through her hair. "No one is perfect, babe. Just take a deep breath, the place looks amazing, actually. " She stated matter-of factly, and moved her knee to steady the boxes on the sofa. "Now, which room is mine again?" She smiled, and turned to see her little sister standing there, like a ball of energetic nervousness. "Hey, how about this? Help me get my stuff settled in, and then I'll take you out and we'll get some dinner. Alright?" She smiled at her sister, and kissed her head in a teasing way.

Following her down the hall, she stacked the boxes up on the bed, and took off her jacket as they started unpacking. It wasn't long before a knock followed on the door. It was about 12:30 or so. "I got it, Ef!" She giggled, and went to the front door, where an older man stood, holding a flyer with his shaky hand. "See you tonight, deary." He smiled, departing to the next door. Emily raised her eyebrows, reading the letter:

ATTENTION ALL RESIDENTS!

There will be a meeting of all residents of this building in the lobby area on the 1st floor. All are welcome to come, and would be much appreciated. Come meet your neighbors! Don't be shy!

The event begins at 3:00 P.M. and ends at 7:00 P.M.

There will be food, and refreshments for all who attend.

Obligations,
Building Supervisor



Emily turned around, going back to her sister. "Did you know they had these?" She held up the flyer.

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β€œOh, cool. They let you keep a cat here?” The guy asks, seeming to let the whole her 'being addicted to her cat' thing slide right past him. Shae straightens up for a minute, the question boggling her mind... Had she ever gotten permission?

"Kinda..." She mutters after some thought; she had never really gotten permission to bring Caleb in, but they never said anything about NOT allowing pets. So, being her smart ass self, Shae brought Caleb with her anyway. She wasn't about to give up the pride and joy of her lame life.

Once again, the boy broke her thoughts, β€œIf it was your boyfriend, I was just going to ask you to keep it down at night, if you know what I mean.”

Shae let out a sharp laugh, the thought of her having a boyfriend...

No, no, no... The brunette shakes her head and her wavy hair cascades over her face, covering her pained smile. She had sworn off relationships since the last person she loved let her high and dry. Shae ultimately made the decision that she wasn't going to attempt to put her emotions on the line like that for just anyone.. Besides, it's not like she was really planning to stay here in this place for that long... Why would she bother even trying to start anything with anyone? Her vibrant green eyes flicker back over to the boy as he was struggling with the door.

"Here...Let me..." The door swung open and he turns to face her as he resides in the doorway.

"What breed are they?" He asks, his curiosity perks up.

"Oh, Iunno..." Shae shrugs, "I rescued the bastard from freezing out on the streets of Chicago...Found him near Caleb's Bar and Grill... Thus the name."

β€œI’m Jay by the way.”

Jay... She kind of liked that name, it rhymed with hers.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Jay... My name's Shae."

Not that it was making her day to meet this kid, but Shae believed in being polite. The mild conversation between the two of them was merely superficial. She could tell that their interest in each other was just the fact that they had stumbled across each other in the hallway.