Jake sat himself in a soft black leather couch, wearing faded blue skinny jeans, red plaid converse and a black tight fitting t-shirt with a white long sleeve underneath. His black hair was in the style it always was, shaggy and hanging in his face to one side, alittle Emo but whatever that was not what Jake was so he really didn't care. sittting cross-legged he opening his army green pin ridden backpack and pulled out his thick scetchbook and a arry of markers and pencils. He leaned forward and placed them on the small coffee table infront of him.

Jake then turned to the page he had been working on for three days now, a suit, of pants and a top, along with a jacket, but he was going for a urban punk, rich look if that made any sense. Well in his head it did. As he started to make the rest of it he placed the pen to his full lips making a thinking face, then shrugged before starting again. It was quiet in the main lounge, just the way he liked it, to bad he couldn't turn on some music. Still it was nice to come here early in the morning to work on his masterpeice without being bothered.