Jake sat in his garage with a coffee in one hand and a hand splint on the other one. He was sitting on his work bench looking at the car he destroyed. He couldnt even get himself to regret doing it. All he could do was sit there and survey the damage. All of the glass and loose metal had been cleaned up. Now all was left was a destroyed car that looked like it was in a major accident.
He reached down and patted Jax on the head with a cigarette hanging in the corner of his mouth. Alot of good that all did. Now he didnt have a car or his girl. He probably shouldnt even be alive at this point. He drank enough he could have easily died. Instead he woke up in his bed with a headache and his hand hurting like hell with no memory of the night leading up to that point. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed before drinking his coffee.
He reached down and patted Jax on the head with a cigarette hanging in the corner of his mouth. Alot of good that all did. Now he didnt have a car or his girl. He probably shouldnt even be alive at this point. He drank enough he could have easily died. Instead he woke up in his bed with a headache and his hand hurting like hell with no memory of the night leading up to that point. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed before drinking his coffee.