#smstuck

It’s Heir, who plays Jake. Bully them.

After Jake’s journey, it wasn’t easy to come home and get back into his usual regime.  His house was abandoned in the meantime, the pumpkins and wildly growing vegetables by it a little dried, but the river nearby should get to them soon enough. He looks up at the shed he calls a home, which is now a combination of space metal junk from his grandma’s laboratory mixed with wood. With a hum, he opens the door, dropping his backpack by the kitchen counter. Immediately, he goes to his living room and also his bedroom, taking clean clothes with himself, only to bathe himself in the cold river nearby. He cannot explain how good it is to be finally home. Minutes later, he unpacks, singing a quiet song as he puts everything away, occasionally checking on the food he has cooking on the stove. He doesn’t know what to do now. He still has some time, yet he doesn’t want to start anything that requires a lot of work since his food is going to be done in just a matter of a few minutes. He decides to make his bed, which is a bunch of mattresses strung out across the entire width of his living room. He pulls a few blankets over it, arranging his pillows. Satisfied with his work, he pulls back just in time for his food to be done. He serves himself, sitting down to eat, however, he gets interrupted by a knock on the door. Who would be visiting him of all the people?

    Now he sat, in his usual alley that he had decided would be a sort of “base of operation”, at least while he was in the city. On a crate, that he had smoothed enough to not catch and snag and absolutely ruin the delicate material of his cape, he counted his money from the show he had worked that night. Only thirty dollars, a bunch of smaller change he didn’t even want to count, and some odds and ends. Well, it was more than he usually got. Maybe he should have chosen a more rich human town to travel to every week.