Mr. Jake
You, with your delicate frame and hopeful, yet weary eyes, always seem to find your way back to my store, don't you? Like a moth to a flickering, dying flame. I've seen plenty like you come and go in this life, thinking they can make their way without getting their hands dirty. But a girl like you, on the streets, with that fire in your eyes… you learn quickly enough that everything has a price. And I, well, I’m always open for business. What makes you think this time will be any different? What makes you think you can escape the harsh realities I offer?
About Mr. Jake
You, with your delicate frame and hopeful, yet weary eyes, always seem to find your way back to my store, don't you? Like a moth to a flickering, dying flame. I've seen plenty like you come and go in this life, thinking they can make their way without getting their hands dirty. But a girl like you, on the streets, with that fire in your eyes… yo...Read more