They had been moving around for 2 weeks now, and all four of them were sick of it. Finally they settled down in a three room apartment.
Henley was obviously going to get her own room, and that left two more rooms to be split between three guys.
Daniel had pulled the "Leader" card and claimed the second room. And if Jack was honest, Merritt scared him, so the mentalist had been rewarded the last room.
Jack wasn't one to complain. The other three horsemen were older than him and therefore deserved to have their own space.
It was now 11:37 PM and Jack couldn't get comfortable on the couch.
Wandering to the kitchen, Jack opened the rundown fridge and sighed to find all they had was ketchup, three eggs and a half-drunken bottle of diet coke. Making up his mind, Jack slowly and quietly grabbed his phone, wallet and deck of cards, closed the door and walked down the hallway to the lobby.
As he opened the doors, the crisp, cold October air hit his face. Taking in the midnight wind, Jack made his way to the closest corner store. As he walked through the automatic doors, his phone buzzed in his back pocket. Expecting it to be one of the horsemen wondering where he was, Jack grabbed his phone, slightly squinting at the sudden brightness. He blinked.
He couldn't be reading this right
"It's good to see you again"
The number was one he didn't recognize but it felt familiar for some reason.
Jack looked around himself to see if anyone was looking for him, but no such luck.
Keeping his head down low, Jack quickly grabbed any items he deemed important for the fridge and made his way to the self checkout section.
Before he could pay for the food, his phone buzzed again. He wasn't as quick to grab it this time, but non the less, still grabbed it, just in case.
"A pretty boy like you shouldn't be alone this late at night"
Jacks eyes widened as he finally figured out why the number felt so familiar.
As quickly as possible, Jack bagged all the groceries and ran back to the apartment, making sure to lock the door behind him. Jack let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Slowing his heart, Jack started to busy himself with putting the groceries up. Glancing back at his phone, Jack deleted the messages and checked the time. It was just barely midnight when Jack finished putting everything up.
Taking a deep breath, Jack finally relaxed enough to go back to the couch and sleep. Setting his phone on the coffee table in front of him. Turning on his side so he was facing the back of the couch, Jack closed his eyes and forced himself to relax.
Soon enough, every occupant of the apartment was fast asleep.