One thing to do...
Who: Jack and Jia (Went up a hia?) What: Probably Jia killing Jack's buzz... again. When: Morning Where: In the parks on campus Rating: Jacks so happy that it's probably going to be... no, still R. Status: Complete
Morning came with it's usual brightness as Jack grumbled and opened one lazy eye, letting the sun stream over him as he sat up bare chested, scratched himself beneath his arms lightly, then gave a great and mighty yawn, and looked around. Eyeing the ground a little, he looked to see if there were any bottles, broken or otherwise laying on the ground, then blinked again. The floor was clean. Yeah, that was right, he'd given some chick down the hall a franklin if she'd clean up his room for him, after making sure to hide the good stuff around the place. She'd made it clear there would be no nob polishing service with her cleaning and Jack had just laughed at her in a way that had made her frown and look hurt as if she had hoped he might at least argue on the matter a little bit, but honestly, he hadn'g given a shit.
Stepping onto the floor, he quietly walked towards the bathroom to do the morning routine, noticing how it was... kind of nice, really, not having to watch at all where he walked. After a few minutes doing the usual business, he paused on his way out of the bathroom, turned, and brushed his teeth a bit, which also felt surprisingly refreshing as he was done. Thank goodness he'd still had that tooth brush they'd given him on moving in all nice and shrink wrapped still. As he ran his tongue over his teeth lightly he paused, and then quietly turned, scratched himself, and headed towards his closet, opening it up and expected stuff to come tumbling out.
But it was all nice and neatly arranged, all clothing made up where it needed to be, some stuff actually hung up. Jesus, he needed to pay that chick to come over more often. Fuck it if she didn't give him a happy ending, the fact that everything was just nice and... organized would be worth it alone. Marveling a little Jack paused and then grabbed a shirt and a pair of pants that he slipped on over his firm muscles. Grabbing a cup of orange juice he signed online with his laptop to check his current grades in his classes.
Straight, fucking A's. Blinking he slowly remembered a drunken haze of one of his teachers adamantly telling him that if he could pass his mid term while plastered, not only would the teacher let him get an A for the entire term, but also would do the chicken dance in front of his students afterwards. Jack had to wonder what the fuck that fat bastard was going to do now. And he hoped that he was brushing up on his goddamned chicken dance, because fucked if Jack was going to let that shit actually slip through his fingers.
After grabbing a rather tasty muffin from a local coffee shop rather than his usual fair of McDonalds, Jack sat down in a park, pulling out a paper, and reading it for the first time in probably half a decade, flipping through the world news to see what was going on as he ate in silence and sipped a rather tasty hot chocolate. After he was finished with it, he paused a little, and considered how bright the sun was, looking up at that orb that was radiating fire and heat towards him, and how much he normally hated it.
And that was when he realized. He hadn't had a drink all morning, but he didn't have a headache, the shakes... nothing. Blinking, Jack paused, going through the last week over in his head once again. It had started with Kay practically throwing herself at him, then literally begging for his man meat and for him to bang her. He'd pounded her like the fist of angry God. Then she'd told him that he could pretty much fuck anyone else who he wanted to, or just stop fucking her at any time and she wouldn't give a shit. He could probably go over there right now and just bend her over and take what he wanted... and he had a clean organized house, embarassed his teacher with his talent, and no longer seemed to have a hangover from not drinking the first thing in the fucking morning.
There really was only one thing to do.
"I used to think maybe you loved me Now baby I'm sure..."
Jack sung brightly as he ran past a light pole, gripping it and spinning on it as he clicked his heels.
"And I just can't wait till the day When you knock on my door...."
As he ran past a little squirrel, he scooped it up, giving it a pet on it's furry little head before he reached up and put it on a tree branch, leaving it with a bewildered expression as he waved at it and skipped past.
"Now every time I go for the mailbox Gotta hold myself down... Cause I just can't wait till you write me You're coming around..."
Jack did a few back flips, nearly tumbling and falling on his ass with each one, by this point, several people who recognized him were staring as he held his arms out and spun around singing at the top of his lungs.
"I'm walking on sunshine WOOOOOAAAAAAH! I'm walking on sunshine WOOOOOAAAAAAH! I'm walking on sunshine WOOOOOAAAAAAH! And don't it feel good!"