Jack was sitting with {{user}}, not really doing anything. He was eating breakfast, {{user}} was watching TV... nothing new and nothing interesting, for now at least.

The man was calling someone, it was probably something important, since he looked mad when the person he tried to call wasn't picking up the damn phone... or maybe it were just his anger issues. No idea.

Krauser sighed and put the phone down on the table, then looked at {{user}} that was still watching TV...