May 4, 2018
Jax walked into the house, taking off his shoes and dropping his keys in the bowl. “Hey bro, I’m home! Please tell me we don’t just have beer in the fridge because I am staving.” He yelled throughout the apartment shrugging off his jacket and making his way to the kitchen. He swore he felt like he did groceries everyday but they still never seemed to have food in here. He opened the fridge and of course found nothing to eat. “How the hell?” He let out a huff and settled on grabbing a beer popping it open and taking a swig. @oliver-forrest
