Jake was only hiding a little bit. It wasn't that he didn't want to see his father. He did. He just didn't want to explain Mikey's call home, or meet Lau, or in fact, do anything right now but play GTA and steal cars ( Read more... )

The smell of coffee finally managed to wake Jake up. He hadn't had coffee in a week, it was amazing it hadn't woken him up before. He opened his eyes, and smiled. "Alexeij." He snuggled closer. After a moment he blinked. "Krycek? Why are you here? Wait. Why am I here ( Read more... )

Jake had decided that this time that bloody chirpy ninja girl was definitely getting her ass kicked. He was now on his third character in trying to accomplish this, and his laptop was on the floor in front of him, open on a cheat page. Was it helping? No, no, it was not ( Read more... )

After visiting the Club Fair and signing up for Kappa Kappa Gremlin and the Roleplaying club, Jake went back to his room. Looked like his Wednesdays were about to be much busier than before. He had his doubts about both the clubs, but hey, it could be fun.

He turned on the coffee machine absently, and settled down in the couch with to finish ( Read more... )

Jake was curled up in the couch playing FIFA 2007. Judging from the current goal stats, he was not giving it his all. He'd locked the AnnoyBot in his closet since it was beginning to get on his nerves which was so not the point. It was still rattling along in there, probably making a messier mess of his clothing ( Read more... )

Jake was busy cleaning his new, precious, lovely Coffee machine when the phone call came. He frowned at the phone for disturbing his delicate work, and then picked it up. "Yeah, it's me -- Dad! Hi ( Read more... )

The coffee machine was burbling peacefully to itself, Jake had burrowed his head underneath his pillow and Krycek was trying to turn off the AnnoyBot, which had somehow got started again ( Read more... )

Early morning on Monday, Jake stumbled through the hallway, hauling a bag with him. He paused in front of room 230 and tried the door. It was locked. He frowned and searched through his coat pocket. After a moment he gave up and hit the door with his fist. "C'mon! I need coffee!"

After sending out handwavey emails to everyone he could think of, Jake tricked Krycek into going on a Perky-run, and began setting up the room to make it look party-presentable. For once, he was actually cleaning. Of course, this pretty much meant stuffing everything into the closets where they'd be out of view, but still ( Read more... )