The Perk, Thursday Morning
So jail had been... about as fun as Jake remembered it being when he was 18. And then ballistics had come back and cleared his name and even after that Mal just wouldn't shagging drop it and Leslie was back to giving him the cold shoulder and Nikki was being... Nikki.
Yeah.
So Jake did the only sensible thing: ran away from his problems. Packed a few bags and tossed them into the GTO and just... drove. Didn't stop at Port aux Basques neither, just got on a ferry and kept going down the coast, past the border, til he saw a turnoff for something called "Fandom Island".
And so it was that three days after he'd left St. John's, Jake Doyle found himself wandering Fandom. First thing he'd done was find the pub, which disappointingly seemed to be closed for the moment. So, okay, next best thing: coffee.
Lord God, that was some good coffee.
[ooc: open like a thing that is open!]
Yeah.
So Jake did the only sensible thing: ran away from his problems. Packed a few bags and tossed them into the GTO and just... drove. Didn't stop at Port aux Basques neither, just got on a ferry and kept going down the coast, past the border, til he saw a turnoff for something called "Fandom Island".
And so it was that three days after he'd left St. John's, Jake Doyle found himself wandering Fandom. First thing he'd done was find the pub, which disappointingly seemed to be closed for the moment. So, okay, next best thing: coffee.
Lord God, that was some good coffee.
[ooc: open like a thing that is open!]