#siswinchester

Keeping busy; that’s how Jake kept his past off of his mind. That’s why he worked as both a police officer during the week, and a bartender during the weekend nights. The night had been pretty slow; most people were staying indoors these days, as more and more people went missing. Of course the nightlife would never completely come to a halt in a town like this; they all had their vices.

He was busy wiping down the bar top when a familiar face sat on one of the stools. “Regular?” Jake questioned as he looked up at her, a small smile on his lips. She was a fed, enlisted to help solve the mystery, he’d assumed. “Got any leads?” He asked her a moment later.

He knew that look, and if he was honest, the question had slipped out before he could catch himself. He looked down with a small nod. His dad was still alive, but he hadn’t seen him since high school. He preferred to keep it that way.

“I’m sorry.” He offered, knowing there wasn’t really anything he could say to make any of it better. His mom had also passed away when he was a kid. “I lost my mom as a kid, too.” He informed her, a little sad smile on his lips. “What happened?” He asked softly. 

                        :: @siswinchester

“Met before? I don’t think so, I definitely would’ve remembered a pretty face like yours, sugar.” She did sort of look familiar, he hoped he wasn’t calling this wrong.

--you okay? Lookin' a little flushed suddenly, darlin'. (I'm not allowed anymore asks lol)

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