016 [Location: Jack's Cabin] best kind of party...
Jack has kept too himself too much. Lost track of the new comers. Gotten confused by those he did meet. And still annoyed he can't find Vala. Maybe even worried, not that he'd admit to that one.
Then this morning he looked at his tablet and saw something he wasn't to happy to see. The date. Truth be told, he hurled the tablet at the wall when he saw it. It wasn't going to be a good day. And he didn't want to be reminded he was a year older. Eventually, he left the confines of the cabin. He didn't go far. He camped himself out on the edge of his dock. Fishing might do something to improve his mood. If not that, he had a steady supply of beer in an ice chest next to him on the dock.
He cast his line out and mumbled to himself, "Easy there, O'Neill...you got more control than that."
Then this morning he looked at his tablet and saw something he wasn't to happy to see. The date. Truth be told, he hurled the tablet at the wall when he saw it. It wasn't going to be a good day. And he didn't want to be reminded he was a year older. Eventually, he left the confines of the cabin. He didn't go far. He camped himself out on the edge of his dock. Fishing might do something to improve his mood. If not that, he had a steady supply of beer in an ice chest next to him on the dock.
He cast his line out and mumbled to himself, "Easy there, O'Neill...you got more control than that."