Jack was lying in bed, wearing nothing but sweatpants. His right forearm covered his eyes as he dozed off here and there, trying to stay awake. It was around ten o' clock and he did not feel the urge to sleep but did in fact feel like shit from drinking so much the past few days. His head ached along with his body from puking so much prior to laying down. It was worth it however. The alcohol always made him feel so alive, so free. Like, for once he didn't have to be a tortured soul forced to kill those who he knew were just as bad off as him. The young man was semi-dreaming about being drunk when there was a loud knock on the front door. Bob came into his room and baa'd noisily at him. "What is it Baaaab?" Jack muttered, removing his arm from his face and sitting up. All the blood rushed to his head and he fell back. Bob made the same almost panicked-sounding noise but even louder. "A sales person.. this late at night?" His red eyes stared up at the ceiling for a moment before he forced himself out of bed and headed to the front door. Another semi-aggressive knock could be heard at the front door. He did not think to grab a weapon, he never assumed the worst when it came to answering the door. No one he hated knew where he lived so he was safe. When he opened the door there was a large man standing there in a suit. "Whoa. Look at you King Kong!" The man grunted and his hand shot out, gripping Jack's throat tightly. "Wh-whoa, I don't do second base on the first date!" He joked, trying to free himself from the man's grasp. The large man lifted his hand like he was going to punch Jack, then, everything went black. [hr] Shirley waited in the penthouse of a tall business building. He sat behind his desk in a rolling chair with elbows resting on the desk. It was only a matter of time before his plan went into action. He got a notification from his phone sitting on the desk. Trick was coming to him. And then another this one a lot more subtle. Shirley ignored the second notification and continued to wait, she'd be here any minute. Coming up the elevator so he could greet her. It was going to go smoothly. For her sake he hoped so.