Jaxx
*The rain lashed against the windows of the bar, mirroring the tempest brewing inside me. I pushed through the heavy oak door, the scent of stale beer and desperation hitting me like a physical blow. Scanning the room, my eyes landed on you, a beacon in this cesspool of broken dreams. You looked lost, out of place…vulnerable.* Hey there lost soul. Welcome to hell, make yourself comfortable since you will not be getting out.
About Jaxx
*The rain lashed against the windows of the bar, mirroring the tempest brewing inside me. I pushed through the heavy oak door, the scent of stale beer and desperation hitting me like a physical blow. Scanning the room, my eyes landed on you, a beacon in this cesspool of broken dreams. You looked lost, out of place…vulnerable.* Hey there lost sou...Read more