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Jake Green [Jericho] (iwasapoolguy) wrote in somerealityrpg,

"No, we're good," Jake said. But damn the coffee smelled good. He was going to have to get himself some. Coffee was one of the things that disappeared quickly when society ceased to function properly, and had been a rare commodity after the bombs.

Now that he could access it again whenever he wanted, Jake was having to control himself. He didn't want or need to get jacked up on caffeine and it would be all too easy to do.

"Name's Jake," he added. Introductions seemed like the thing to do at this point. His gut instinct, and it was usually pretty reliable, told him this guy was someone he might want to have in his corner when shit hit the fan, which it was probably going to do one of these days. If the side trip to Paris was any indication, anything could happen. Jake wasn't naieve enough to think it would all be good.