8LLS - New Beginnings
Jackson sat panicking, he fucked up, and he didn’t know how to fix it. His leg twitched incessantly under the table at McGutter while the staff eyed him to get the fuck out. It was almost time to close, and he hadn’t ordered a damn thing since he sat down an hour ago. How could he? He had no money, nowhere to go, all he had was his Beanie… How did things get this bad? Fuck… sighing to himself Jackson’s face falls with a thud to the table, seconds later he heard the thunder outside. Rather than give the staff the satisfaction of telling him to get the fuck out, he gathers himself, and heads out to find a place to spend the night.
Derivative of Gutter Rat #779 — "Jackson"
[the unibros® collection]
