Who: Captain Jack Sparrow and Thomas Hickey When: Friday, March 7. Evening. Where: Their apartment. What: The roommates meet! Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete/Closed
Jack had been back in Storybrooke for a few days now, and he had yet to meet his roommate. Not that he had been at the flat much. He preferred being near the water as much as possible, or at one of the bars. And whenever he was home, his roommate wasn't. Or he was asleep. Or had a lady over. Whatever the case, Jack hadn't met him yet. He knew he had one, because there was a name next to the door, above his own. But had Jack met the man? No.
He was currently in the apartment, opting out of spending yet another night at The Hanged Man or The Rabbit Hole. He did have a bottle of rum at the apartment, though, because he didn't go far without a bottle of rum within his possession. He was stretched out on the couch, the bottle on the coffee table beside him. He had the television turned on, though he wasn't paying too much attention to what he was actually watching.
His hat was tipped so it was covering most of his face, and he was occasionally reaching over for his bottle of rum to take a swig from it. Perhaps he should go to the Rabbit Hole or something. Perhaps. To get himself out of the apartment.