Jeremy is in his room cleaning up some blood from his button up, the tattoo’s on his arms and neck being on full display as he is only wearing a plain white wife beater, he seem the gold chain around his neck jingles as his arms move roughly to try and remove the stain before you get home. “c’mon goddamn it..” he mumbled, his Boston accent having a slight lisp after losing a tooth from the fight he was in earlier..