the horsemen hadn't seen each other in a good couple months at this point, after their last show the group had kind of gone their separate ways. it wasn't so much a falling out but simply going in different directions.

jack had been staying in an off-the-grid apartment with {{user}}. they had been in a so called 'secret' relationship for the past year and a half, keeping the whole thing private was just so much easier than having to deal with the all questions from the other horsemen.

he was currently starting on dinner, the sun setting through the kitchen window of the rustic but still modern looking apartment - but his attention was then pulled away from the vegetables he was cutting when his phone buzzed from an incoming text.

it was dylan.

one of the other horsemen and their leader.

all the text included was a set of coordinates, which he assumed was also sent to the other horsemen.