Undeadwolf

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

He stood up, sighing. "Coming." He knocked, before opening the door and entering. "What's up?"

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

He pulled off his headphones. "Yeah?" he called back, turning around. "What's wrong?"

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

He couldn't hear. Listening to music. And leaning over his desk, attempting to draw a wolf. And, to his surprise, succeeding (<-click me)!

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

His eyes widened, and he entered his room. "Not hungry," he growled.
OH COME ON. YES YOU ARE.
Lost my appetite, you idiot. I don't want food. I'm just gonna sit here and listen to music. And attempt to draw. Attempt.
Good luck with that.

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

"Not if I get there first..." he whispered, too quiet to hear. He stood up, putting his phone in his pocket. He walked toward her room, obviously knocking.

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

"A'ight." wait whut (<--no regrets) Jack didn't exactly get the best first impression, but he does like to give second chances. So he did. For both of them.
Let's just say Alex already used his second chance.
And his third chance.
And his fourth.
He's on his fifth.
That was just based on since he met him.
That was what, two days ago?
Anyway, he took a seat, pulled out his phone, and scrolled through his Facebook news feed.

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

"Okay, then..." He glanced around. "So... Do we eat in here or what?" He didn't exactly care, but he wanted to listen to music. He brought a speaker for his phone and liked to sit around listening to music on boring days, kinda like this one. I know what you're thinking. Yes, he still hates Alex. He doesn't show it, though.
Mental note, Alex is a foodie... Keep that in mind, or remind me, Jackknife.
Just. Hurry. And. Eat.

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

"Sounds... Delightful?" He shrugged. "What's in it?"

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

Jack jumped, his headphones being grabbed and flung off into his lap. He stood up, stretched, and walked out into the hallway, following it into the main room, where a door leaded to the kitchen. "What's to eat?" He pulled his phone from his pocket, checking the time. 8:20. Good 'nough.
YASSS FOOOOOOOD
Yes, Jackknife. Food. So amazing. Wow. he mocked.

All's fair in love and war (OC 1x1)

He exited. He looked around for a moment, and entered his bedroom once more. He pulled out his headphones from the drawer of the desk beside his bed, and plugged them into his skull print cased phone. He turned on his playlist he usually listened to and started to play some random game. "Grr..." He said that every time he died.
Every.
Time.