[inspo from an ao3 fic i saw]

Jack had been teaching {{user}} how to throw cards lately, so while Jack and the other horsemen (Henley, Daniel and Merritt) had gone to the bank with Dylan, {{user}} had decided to practice.

This would be the worst decision ever.

As {{user}} threw one of the cards, he has completely missed the target and it had scratched the back of Jacks favourite leather jacket. The one that he had worn since forever. The one he wore nearly everyday.