Jake Blaze sighed as he plopped down in front of the tv at his apartment. As he searched for the remote, a grunt of frustration escaped his lips. Jake was a young man of 24 years. He possessed flame red hair that fell down to his eyebrows, right over his ice blue eyes. He was of slight muscular build, since he frequently went to the gym to work out. He wore a red tshirt, a black leather jacket, blue jeans, and white sneakers. His features were quite handsome, with a perfectly shaped face.
Cushions flew away from the couch as he finally found the remote. "Damn. About time." He muttered as he turned on the TV. He had a rough day at the office. He got driven to the ground with work by his tyrant of a boss. He sighed again, thinking of that prick, denying him a promotion when he deserved it. His life was taxing to be sure...
Cushions flew away from the couch as he finally found the remote. "Damn. About time." He muttered as he turned on the TV. He had a rough day at the office. He got driven to the ground with work by his tyrant of a boss. He sighed again, thinking of that prick, denying him a promotion when he deserved it. His life was taxing to be sure...