Jace tapped his converse encased toes along to a rhythm that only he could hear, he was alone in the dark of the bar that he had since begun calling his home due to his apartment slipping out from underneath him. He wasn’t aware that ‘Final Notice’ was actually the warning of get or ill kick you out. He yawned a little and stretched out, his arms reaching into the bright lights that lit the room. He gave a small squint as he looked around his workplace and home. He was glad that his boss had upped the bar from just a simple sports bar, all wood and jerseys hanging up on the wall. He grinned and pushed off the table he had since been sprawled out over, taking a nap before the early birds started to walk in. He adjusted his simple black shirt, it having become crumpled during his small sleep. His shoulders rolled as he thought of how he got here and began to set up for the small afternoon trickle of patrons. 

[I]”You can’t do this!” Jasons voice came out in a small strangled noise as he watched his manuscripts being tossed about, roughshod ‘collectors’ for his scum bag land lord looking for anything they could pawn to pay for the rent.

“You had plenty of time” His land lord smirked, a thick cigar curling acrid smoke from his mouth. He breathed in, something Jace was quite sure was difficult for a man of such girth, and breathed out. He blew the smoke into Jace’s face and grinned “Toss those fucking papers out the window…You got one more month and then I’ll break more than just your little writings Jason…” He spat quickly as his ‘collectors’ tossed the papers out the window and into the raining streets. Jason just stopped resisting, slumping down into a corner for the rest of the night and waiting for his boss to call. Another four months writing just tossed out.[/I]

A bitter grin worked its way across the usually serene features of the charming bartender. He loved the look on his landlords face when he smacked him across the face with payments. He shook his head gently and continued washing up some glasses before the bell rang out “fuck, the newbie” he laughed a little and jumped up on the bar, planting his ass down quickly and brushing some dirt off his black jeans as she walked into the main bar area. He gave a quick wave and smile “you must be….” His fingers tapped gently against his chin and his eyebrows furrowed gently before he clicked his fingers and smiled “Evie right!?” He grinned, rather proud he had remembered her name “I'm Jace, I think we spoke on the phone.”