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"Okay, when you asked me for help in the supermarket, you said you already had a list of things to buy, not that you would look for everything here." Jack complained, hated to go to the supermarket and the longer he had to stay at the market, the more irritated he became, but he liked to help so he agreed to go.

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catherinexbristol:

“Have you had these cookies?” Catherine asked, holding up a Molasses Crackle she’d brought from Wild Flour Bakery. It was her third cookie she’d bitten into that day, and she wanted to eat the whole thing. “These are so good-like really, really good! I can’t even make anything like this…you think I should make some for the next bingo meeting for the ladies?” @frostfordstart

“No I hand’t, but I’ll believe that they are delicious.” Jack laughed, looking Catherine be satisfied with the cookies. “Let me try one.” He got one of them and tried it. “Huh... That’s really good. You should totally do it and open the bingo for men.”

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joscasti:

It seemed Jack was as surprised to see her, while she had expected to run into him one day or another because she was given a heads up, maybe he hadn’t. Still, it didn’t make this chance encounter less difficult and awkward, and having him in front of her, see for herself how much he had changed over the years made a lot of emotions resurrect, the stronger one was guilt, to leave him without a single word, a single note and instead keeping a secret from him.

“How long… I’ve been back? A little more than a month. Didn’t… have the chance to go out much, though.” She gave her ex what she hoped was a friendly smile although she was having trouble keeping her eyes on him and they kept focusing on anything but hus face. “I uh… You… how long have you been in town?"

It was weird to be in front of Jo again after all these years, trying small talk that was obviously awkward, but really wanted to understand what happened so many years ago. “I understand, maybe that’s why we haven’t met before...” He wanted to ask, but it was hard to just bring the subject in the first conversation they had in years. “I’ve been back for six months now. Since my wife died.” Bring Elena to the conversation was hard, but he needed to say. “But i’m trying to keep cool, but I need to ask. Why did you leave? You didn’t even said goodbye.”

#c:jo

mxfreddie:

He could see a blur of a hand in front of him, but hearing the kind voice threw him off a bit. He put his glasses back on and looked up to the stranger. “Pretty…” he said entirely too out loud and corrected himself. “Clumsy. I’m pretty clumsy! So th-thank you so much!” He gently took the books from the kind strangers hands, a little more than mesmerized. He snapped himself out of it. “Thank you…Mr…?” That seemed like a good a way as any to get a number.”I’m Freddie. Thank you for your help”

Freddie probably couldn't see anything without his glasses since he looked away and not directly at Jack, so when Jack handed it over and he put it on, he heard him whisper, but he didn't quite understand. "What?" He asked to Freddie, but soon the man started talking about how clumsy he was, so Jack assumed that was what he would have said before. The stranger was staring at him, which made Jack smile trying to understand what he was thinking, he liked to understand people. "Nice to meet you, Freddie." He shook the man's hand. "I'm Jack. And you don't have to thank me, it’s fine."

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acemadd:

“Coward.” Ace joked. He nodded at his cousin statement because had had the same thought when he moved back gour years ago. “Yeah, I know. Very little changes. But glad to hear it’s goin’ good for you.” He was glad Jack had come back, there was something healing about Frostford. “Me? I’m always good, man.” Ace laughed, leaning back against the chair. “’S not that I do much.” He shrugged.

"Are you serious? Everything just fine? Nothing new? Going out with anyone? Anyone I know? Come on, give me some good information about this city." Jack asked curiously, since he had returned he still had not managed to meet everyone and not be aware of the latest events in the city, which because it was small it was very easy for all the news to fly. He wanted to fit in again and understand everything that was going on. “I saw Jo, my ex girlfriend.”

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joscasti:

@jkeckert

Josephine had dreaded this moment ever since she began to pack everything to move back to town. Correction, she had been dreading this moment ever since leaving Frostford when she was sixteen. It broke her heart to leave without giving anyone, especially her then boyfriend a heads up about why, for the most part because her mother didn’t let and for the other… she didn’t know how to tell Jack that she was pregnant. And so life moved on, finding out from her older sister that Jack got himself another girlfriend and later on that he moved to California with her.

And now she was back it was a surprise to find out her ex-boyfriend was in town as well. According to her family he knew nothing about the pregnancy and their now eighteen-year-old daughter, she hoped it stayed that way.

And she hoped her wide open eyes as she run into him in Main Street didn’t give it away. “Jack. Hi.” If only she knew what else to say to him.

To be back for sure was a mix of emotions, confusion, happiness, uncertainty. When walking through the city he could find several familiar faces, now more aged, but still the same faces. Also several new faces, people who probably moved to the city or were born while he was away.

Jack walked with a thought while watching each face, trying to unravel their stories through their eyes only. As he walked distractedly, he saw another familiar face, but now even more, it was his ex-girlfriend, Jo. Their breakup was strange and abrupt, he never met her again since she suddenly decided to move. "Jo, hello. How long ..." I didn't know exactly how to act.

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mxfreddie:

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Freddie was fairly new to town. Everyone seemed so friendly and kind and honestly he was not expecting it at all from anywhere in Alabama. Growing up in Seattle was a whole different vibe. But there was something so charming about a powder blue ford truck and being a local at a hometown bar that there was an entire channel just for that aesthetic. But even in such a beautiful place he still found himself in the classroom or the library as usual. He’d get out and explore eventually but he still loved the smell of old books and pencil to paper. So of course he was rushing through the library with entirely too many books in his hands and quite eager to learn. It was hard to find a place to sit when you had a stack of books blocking your vision. “Uh oh.” He could feel himself tripping over something. A shoe lace? A chair? Nope, it was himself. Of course it was himself. A loud thundering crash could be heard as he fell, books tumbling beneath him, and his glasses nearly flying off of his face. “Ow ow…” he winced, both from the pain of a textbook jabbing his ribs and the awkwardness of making such a loud noise. “Crap…oh my god.” He was blind as a bat without those damn glasses and he was reaching around desperately for them. Great first impression…

Staying at home wasn’t being very productive. Since returning to the city it had been a mix of emotions, but it was still adapting to reality, mainly because he was living alone after so many years living with his wife. Staying at home was becoming a little tedious, so he decided to go to the library. The library was his refuge in the city, he liked to sit there and read his books quietly in his corner, without any major problems. He was there reading when he saw a man approaching and losing his balance, before he could say anything he saw the man fall with his books and his glasses stopping at Jack's foot. He then took the glasses and approached the boy, handing him over. "I think you're looking for this." He handed the man over and crouched down to help him pick up the books. “Let me help you”.

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acemadd:

“Bootlegger’s have the best wings, that’s true.” Ace nodded. “Came for the wings, too.” He laughed. “Not for the challenge, I’m not psychologicaly ready for it tonight.” He joked. Waving at a waiter Ace ordered himselg some spicy rnach wings and a beer. “How is it going so far? Re-connected with your old buds?”

Jack laughed at his cousin. "I will never try that challenge again." As soon as the waitress came over to take Ace's order, Jack asked for the same. "I don't know if I'm reconnecting, but it's been nice to see people again. It seems like I never left." He smiled, it was really good to be back, he liked to feel at home. "But what about you? How are you?"

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acemadd:

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Walking into Bootlegger’s with the sole purpose of having some wings, Ace made his way to an empty table until he saw his cousin and then quickly changed his direction to Jack’s table. “Hey, man.” Ace greeted, clapping Jack on the back as he pulled a chair back and sat. “What you been up to?”

Jack had decided to go to Bootleggers, but this time without even thinking about the challenge. He laughed to himself when he remembered his failed attempt to win it. He was sitting and before he could ask he saw his cousin Ace approaching and smiled excitedly to see him. "Hey, man! You know, adapting to the city yet. I missed the best wings." Commented. “What about you?”

#c: ace

frostfordrp-deactivated20200622

Jack Eckert

thirty-five. writer. jake gyllenhaal.

potential triggering content: n/a

Q. What is your earliest memory?

“Hm, that’s a hard one, but my father was a doctor and my mother a homestay mom, so she was always complaining about my father’s absence and saying that he didn’t care about the family, so when I was in elementary school they started to force us to have the family saturday, can you believe it? Initially it was very boring, my two brothers and I hated it. But over time the family games that ended in a fight, the nights singing and playing the guitar in the fireplace, my father playing football with us, became something special and it’s a good memory. I feel happy when i revisit those memories.”

Q. What bad habit are you struggling to overcome?

“I’ve been trying to stop smoking. I started back in high school in parties, it was “fun” and all my friends were doing it. Stupid boy I was… I met my wife at that time and since I started she tells me to stop. When we got married and moved to San Francisco, I told her that I stopped, but actually I continued to smoke at work and outside of the house. She eventually found out, I’m not that good at hiding, you know? After she died, when I decided to comeback home I made a promise to her that I would really stop in the place I started, i don’t even know if that makes sense, but i’m trying.“

Q. What keeps you up at night?

"The best moment to write is late night, don’t you think? It’s calm, quiet, you can focus, the ideas come easily. When I started writing in High School it was terrible in my parents house. I am the older brother, which means my younger brothers were always screaming, messing around and trying to annoy me, so I could play with them. So became a habit to write at night, it was the only calm moment at the house, but it was terrible to wake up to school in the next thay. But nowadays usually I am up at night working on my novel. Just grab my computer, my wine glass and write the night away.”

Q. Have you ever climbed the water tower?

“Are you kidding? Heck yeah. Back in high school I used to play football, it was what made my father proud of me, it was our connection since that weekends that mom made us play together, and I was good at it, I need to say. Every friday after the games we used to climb up there, i almost fell a ton of times, I was really clumsy, but it was part of the adventure. It was good to share a few beers with the team, celebrate our victories, cry over our losses, but the best part was being able to watch the whole town from the top, it was a good view.”

Q. Who do you really think is the one loosening the cheese shakers at The Cuttery?

“This literally can be everyone in this town. Come on, who doesn’t want a little bit of extra cheese? And these cheese shakers are terrible, they sould change for bigger ones. I used to go there with my wife when we dated and we always did that.”

Q. Do you live to tell the tale of competing or even beating the wing challenge from Bootlegger’s?

“I certainly live to tell the story. Friends challenged me to try and I was never one to refuse challenges, but I confess that I should have refused this one. I tried the competition and without a doubt I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone. It seems a lot easier than it really is, I thought I was going to die of being sick afterwards. And clearly I lost. I’m a bad loser, by the way.”

#about

Hey guys, here’s Max and i’m gonna be playing Jack. I’m he/him, gmt timezone and under the cut you’ll find more informations about this guy. @frostfordstart

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