• Jack was in the back fixing things, he was pulling out files and old newpapers,he coughed when he pulled a musty old book from its confinement,he felt dust cling to his fire red hair,"Bloody hell what is this,"He said while looking at the book,he put it on his desk and heard a chime come in,"Oy! Simon is that you mate?"He carried the stack of newspapers to his desk and set them down, he looked up and saw Simon with a tired expression on his face,"Getting tired are you now,"He said this jokingly.


    Simon looked at him and instantly wanted to kill him, he didn't know why he always felt this way when he saw Jack,he remembered the day he came in too, He wondered if it was the fact that Jack could change his voice and sometimes used it for purposes that weren't always right or that he used it to annoy him in a daily basis, he shook himself from his thoughts and looked at him tiredly,"What makes you think that."He said this demanding what he meant.