Another day, another stop at home. Jack had quickly given the place a bit of a clean, fed and watered and walked Roxy, before heading right on back to the hospital. He hadn’t even slept in his own bed in days but he honestly didn’t care about that. Today had been a busy day, he had dropped off a few paintings to people that were owing, he’d picked up a few more jobs, the usual sort of thing.
But now was the time to focus on his girlfriend, and he hummed to himself as he made his way through to her room.
Jack Maple 