Jake McCloud was enjoying the scene before him. The Ventrue was sitting in the coffee shop The Painted Bean, watching fellow Oligarch Quin stumble about. Jake did his best to hide a growing giggle.
Jake had ended up in this haven for the late night mortal out of pure happenstance. He\'d had the night off from work, and had originally gone to Risk to hunt. There he\'d meet a cute, human boy. The boy\'s name had been Bryant. At first, he\'d found Bryant rather odd, but after humoring him in conversation decided he wasn\'t so bad. Jake had taken Bryant to one of the back rooms, fed from him and then fucked him. It had been a glorious evening for them both.
After the feeding and screwing was done, Jake found the night was still young. Curious what mortals did after two a.m these days, Jake had decided to stick around with Bryant. When asked what young human males did after going out to a club and hooking up, Bryant had brought Jake to The Painted Bean. They\'d sat, and chatted. Bryant had a latte, (on Jake\'s ticket) and Jake had promised Bryant that next time they\'d go to his house. Of course Bryant had no idea that Jake\'s home was The Dante\'s Inferno, a place he\'d already been forcibly brought to.
Eventually it got to late for young Bryant to stay awake and so the human had said his goodbyes and left Jake sitting in the shop. Jake had decided not to leave, because he\'d found observing all the humans present to be so interesting. He listened as they talked about money, fashion, sex, T.V., etc. He found all of it so delightful. When two human females began to discuss the latest episode of Gossip Girl, it took a ton of self control not to join in.
Just when he\'d resolved to go home for the night, Quin had bashed his way into the shop. Jake was sitting in a corner chair, and so he got to view the whole spectacle Quin was making from a safe distance. He liked Quin. He was a devoted person, and was good at his job. Although they\'d never had personal time together, Jake approved greatly of him as an Oligarch. He\'d heard of Quin\'s love of booze, but was only seeing the extent of that love for the first time.
Jake tought about leaving Quin there. He knew that if he was that drunk and someone found him, the next day he\'d be deeply embarrassed. However, as he sat there, Jake decided Quin was to out of sorts to get home safely. Jake felt compelled to assist his coworker and friend. Jake got up from his table and put on his black pea coat. He liked the way it looked with his striped brown button up shirt and jeans. He walked towards Quin, who he now heard couldn\'t find the bar, making sure not to get his Converse shoes dirty in the mess Quin had made coming in. He stopped directly short of his fellow Oligarch.
"Hello Quin," Jake said.
