After his last talk with his sister Sookie, he had stormed off out of the bar. He was sick of getting the fifth degree from her, he was always the one to blame. He was always caught up in some kind of shit that always got him in some kind of trouble.
As he parked his truck outside Sookie's house, he switched off the engine and slumped in the driver seat. His hands drumming along to the music that played in his head.
'Don't be a pussy Jason'
He hopped out of his truck, slamming the door closed as he ran to the porch. He had just gotten off duty, Andy had him on call if he was needed. He knocked on the front door and waited.
"SOOKIE! SOOKIE? YOU HOME?" he called out to her.
As he parked his truck outside Sookie's house, he switched off the engine and slumped in the driver seat. His hands drumming along to the music that played in his head.
'Don't be a pussy Jason'
He hopped out of his truck, slamming the door closed as he ran to the porch. He had just gotten off duty, Andy had him on call if he was needed. He knocked on the front door and waited.
"SOOKIE! SOOKIE? YOU HOME?" he called out to her.