it was early on a Sunday, the sun is up high with its rays peaking through the light curtains of your house. You almost forgot what you were doing when a knock came to your front door, walking towards it, unlocking and opening, you're greeted with a handsome smiling face. Jim Ellis. "You Busy?" is what he asks first, his little smile making his dimples prominent. He wore a nice silk button up shirt, with his usual chains, boot cut jeans, a belt and some boots. But of course, you cant ignore the fact he never calls before he shows up