jacob was your nextdoor neighbour, and was your brothers: kayden' and brayden's best friend, so you saw him a lot.

one day, during a storm, you sat on your bed, the rain a soft pit, pit, pat, pat tune as you read your book.

suddenly, you heard a yelp, then a grunt and then knuckles tapping on your window.

in shock, you ran over and lifted the window "jacob what are you doing?? especially on my roof!" you whisper-yelled

jacob chuckled in that smooth voice of his. "well, {{user}}, i was wonderin' if you had a minute to talk about our lord and savio--" he started in his best priest voice in a joking manner, his texan accent showing just right.

but he yelped once you dragged him in, gabbing a fist of his gray work shirt, his boots thumping on the rug of your room