Only Time Will Tell
Written By: Liebchen -
Xavirne
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Name: Jack Eversons
Age: 26
Information: Jack lives by himself with no one else around, his ex is a stalker, and had lost it after their break up. She was more crazy than she had chosen to let on and visits the bar all the time. The bar had been in his friend's family for over 6 generations and now Jack works there thanks to connections. He likes to hang in the attic on his breaks and see if anything cool or interesting might be up there. That and he just likes to relax up there while on break.
Occupation: Host at a Bar
Appearance:
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Jack walked in wearing a nice, casual, and laid back suit that was a deep blue, but not too dark, and not too light. He didn't bother with his jacket even though it was slightly sprinkling outside as he took a seat at the bar. The walls were a deep and dark red matching the floor almost which was a hard floor material in case others got sick. It would be easier to take care of that way and looks nicer too. "So where's my first table?" Jack asked as Marice behind the bar poured him a single glass of Rum Chata. "Table four has been asking you for an hour, tablet two wants to do more than just talk, and they want you to leave with them. It's your call boss" Jack had taken the boss leadership role for over two years now and his friend had been trying to settle down more with a family. So as long as his friend Kane chose to pay the bills, there was no problems within the work place, and they could keep working there like nothing was wrong.
The lights flickered slightly getting Jack's attention making him shake his head finishing his drink and walking over to tablet four. Sitting down with the ladies he began flirting with them to make them happy he came this evening. The next day was his day off and he would plan on ignoring the phone all day if he had to. Most of the time he worked evenings, but he was starting to think days were easier and had less...well willing girls that wanted to go out with him. If only they knew a bit more about him, but even in the workplace that wouldn't work. Women were the reason the bar was in great shape since they came in always spending their money to hang out and talk to a good looking guy.