Jack sat silently on the ledge of a building in town. A light breeze slipped under his mask and tickled his face lightly. He smiled to himself at all the commotion of the city streets below stirred into a soft buzz in the distance. The wind carried a soft smell of baking bread which brought forth a low rumble from Jack's stomach. He slid a hand up to rub his stomach as he stood.
"Better eat soon or else I'll starve.." He muttered to himself.
He strode over to the roof exit and swung open the door. He peddled down the many flights of stairs. It wasn't a big deal to Jack but most would have been bitching and complaining. He never had a problem with such small, meaningless things such as the amount of stairs he had to walk down, or the temperature outside. Things were as they were and he couldn't do anything to change that. Although he did find the walk a bit straining on his legs after a while. He made sure not to trip on the crooked step nearing the bottom as he stepped onto the ground.
Jack stared around the city. The streets seamed to clear in just that small amount of time it took him to climb down. He studied the shadows of a few alleys before darting out of the building. The moon shone on him and light the sidewalk as he went towards his house. He knew the way by heart without even looking up. He just knew by instinct where to go. It wasn't hard to find his way around the city. He roamed them so much at night, it would only seem smart to know where you were at all times. He glanced up at the street sign hanging above his head.
"Court St.." He mumbled ad directed his hollow eyes to the road and where it led.
At the end was a small café. So innocent and small, it was perfect. He took the opportunity to pick up normal human food, although it wouldn't fight the hunger for harvesting organs, he could wait. he didn't have time to hunt down a human for their organs. He had to get home before Jeff trashed the house any more than it already was. he entered the shop and ordered a coffee and a small pastry to go. The wait was fairly short and within minutes he was out of the stuffy café. The coffee was war against his hand as he walked towards his small home atop a hill. The house was the classic horror house from the movies. Old, spooky, paint pealing, and to top it all off, a few grave stones marked the front yard. Some cracked and chipped from age while others were newer and in better condition. A rusty fence lined the edge of the property and the tips of each metal post was sharp as a blade.
Jack approached said fence and opened the gate. An ear-piercing squeak rang out, Jack of course didn't even noticed. He strolled up the cracked sidewalk leading to the front door. As he approached the door he heard the TV blaring inside. It was obvious Jeff was watching his favorite comedy show. The corny and distasteful jokes could be heard from the other side of the door followed by Jeff's roaring laughter. Jack smiled to himself and shook his head. He entered the house to see Jeff sitting on the edge of the couch, clutching the remote in hand. His eyes wide with amusement and his cut grin even larger than normal. Jeff's eyes never left the screen of the TV as jack entered the house.
"I see Sarah's True Story is on hm?" Jack asked suddenly making Jeff look at him.
"Of course! There's nothing better than this show!" Jeff replied, not even looking Jack's way. Jack rolled his head slightly in substitute of rolling his eyes since, he didn't have any eyes. But now was one of those times he wished he did.
"That's not necessarily true, I mean, there is tones of great programs on TV!" Jack replied and plopped down on the couch beside Jeff. He set the empty food bag on the coffee table Jeff was using as a foot rest. Jack chose to ignore it for now and directed his attention to the TV. Jeff calmed down after a while and looked pretty relaxed. Jack stole a few quick glances when he wasn't looking. His quick glances developed into stares, and pretty soon he was gawking at Jeff like some horny teenager. Jack caught himself in the act. He mentally scolded himself for it. What was he even doing staring at Jeff? He didn't know but he tried his hardest to pretend it didn't even happen.
