[center][h1][color=#DC143C]JJ[/color][/h1][/center]

	[color=#257ca3]"...Do your time and reflect on what brought you here."[/color] JJ was reflecting alright, that and being bemused by the dynamics of their group already. He'd find his footing, or tongue at least, soon enough. Every now and then he'd nod or raise a brow as his new mates conversed. He'd been eyeing the paint cans near the stairs as it was. When Toby, was it Tony? Told them their new task that lit a fire under his ass. Work ethic was in his nature; it was interest that was his problem. But the promise of some seclusion had him itching to start the progress. He did a quick shuffle and half turn skip toward the cans and heard something of a spliff, someother about a bartender, and by that time his neurons said nicotine. JJ fumbled in his jumpsuit and found a softpack of reds. The stogie was mildly bent as it touched his new lip-prison. [color=#DC143C][i]Aight, let's do this.[/i][/color]

	He did the standard misfit macarena as he looked for a lite for his vice. As the youth did so he fumbled for not so awkward words and could only come up with bad jokes. Still, it did more for him to let it out than let it stew. [color=#DC143C]"Prince? Was it? I'm bad at names but I guess you're a little artsy. Name's JJ!"[/color] he exclaimed as he finally found his lighter. It flicked four times before he realized it wasn't so lucky. His temper muttered a 'fuck' before he threw himself back into conversation. [color=#DC143C]"Well, anyone got a lite?"[/color] he asked the group. He also eyed a few who might not like a little arts and crafts, [color=#DC143C]"They caught me joyriding, so lameee"[/color] Interesting gang they had going on here, he thought to himself as he lugged a bucket of paint over to the benches. The Birmingham native was keen on remodeling houses but usually didn't do the paint part. Perhaps he could chat up some of the gals of the group or even Love Island, to pass the time. [color=#DC143C]"Busy hands and idle minds or something like that."[/color] fumbled JJ has his bravado wore out and work took over with a [i][b]CccracK[/b][/i] of the paint can lid.