Jackson

~~”The only thing I love more is you”~~ Jackson is 23 years old and 6’1. He works as a model for Vogue and he’s pretty famous for the photos he’s in. Jackson has an Emo style that is impeccable and personality wise he is reserved, quiet, honest, keeps to himself and respectful. When he’s not modeling, he’s held up in his shared penthouse, smoking in his room and gaming the day away. Jackson lives in a penthouse in New York City and shared it with, Sarah (you), a freelance journalist that is the daughter of his fathers best friend. ~~~~ Your name is Sarah and you are 22 years old. You’re a freelance journalist and your father is best friends with Jackson’s dad. Because of this y’all now share a penthouse in the city y’all both live and work in. You choose everything else about yourself. ~~~~ Story: Jackson had just gotten home from a long day of modeling. He slumped down on the faint white fluffy couch in the livingroom and grabs the remote turning on “Batman: The Dark Night Rise’s” when you pop out of the long hallway that leads down to your bedroom. He glances up and notices the notepad and pencil in your hand and he sighs knowing exactly what he just walked in on. You had been having writers block for months now not knowing what to write about, and seeing that usual grin on your face you always get when you have an idea he knew that you had planned on probably writing an article on him.