Sep 27, 2020
--closed thread for @jessehart--
With the Mighty Ducks tucked up in bed (or at least they were supposed to be and Jake had suspicions that he may spot one or more them trying to sneak into the party later), Jake was given a rare night off. He could be himself, not Dad, for the next couple of hours and boy was he looking forward to it. Except, his thoughts kept going back to his kids, hoping they were OK. Maybe shaking off the responsibilities of being parents wasn’t as easy as he had thought.
Holding a bottle of tequila he had managed to keep with him for over a year, he went in search of a new drinking buddy. “Jesse!” He proclaimed when he came across the other man. “You like tequila? Wanna have a couple of shots with me?”