Jack was just starting to drift into an incredibly warm dream when there was a knock at the door. Startled by the sharp sound he almost fell out of bed and scrambled around in the sheets like a turtle on it's back. Clawring the sleep from his tired eyes Jack got up and stretched.his named frame shuddered and stretched, before leabing over and hrabbing a spare tee and a pair of loose fitting lounge trousers. The short journey to the front door seemed like an epic and Jack managed to stumble on every piece of furniture and some rubbish on the floor. Arriving at the door he peeked into the little hole in his door and the glass equipment revealed a hooded female staring back. Jack didn't recongise her.

Waking up properly now he turned and walked back to his room. Grabbing his piece he checked that a round was present in thw chamber before walking back too the door. Pressing the gun up against the door, so it was out of sight, Jack opened up the door as far as the chain on it would allow. One could never be too careful in his business. Poking his eye around the crack in the door he gave the girl a once over. A lot more petite looking than she had been in the little glass look see, Jack admitted she might have been fairly attractove however that didnt take away from the fact she was a stranger.

"What d'you want love?" His gruff voice cracked slightly from his parched throat and Jack kept the gun trained on the girl through the door.