Jackson Symms || Cut Throat City

A gray morning , cloudy but rather comforting in the damp scented air that filled his senses as he sat out in his backyard before he went out that morning . Cloudy sure but not cold , it was rather humid so light clothing was favored instead . As the clouds covers the sky , the breeze blow strands of his hair out of his face as he drives into the city , window town n smoking a cigar as music played from his radio . A coffee sounds good this morning doesnt it ? Upon entering a small café , he greeted with a wave from a waitress currently cleaning a table , seat yourself she said , she’d be with him shortly .

Even if Jackson felt rather bored with the day , there was a pretty sight to entertain him , that waitress , she was really pretty he had to admit , his hands mess with his rings , the buttons on his button up . He couldnt help but stare as he moved so swiftly across the cafes floor , so focused was she ... The waitress makes her way towards him , perking up Jackson lets a small smirk form on his face as she holds her notepad , ready to take his order .

“Hope your day’s going well sweetheart ... I’ll just have a black coffee for now , alright ?“