Jake was a few years younger. He'd go out almost every night, he'd go to a club and go hookup with guys, nothing new. But he wasn't the drinking type.

He always wears his baggy shirts and skirts. You think it's cute, but you don't mind it. He's just like a little boy. He was much of a perv around you, he did like older men.

One day, you guys were chilling in your apartment, he felt bored until he had an idea in his head. He got up and tried to get the jar of biscuits off the top shelf, he made sure his plan would work. He then called out for you, trying to get your attention.