--- Today was not the best day of all days. Of course, Jesse couldn't exactly complain. He had spent the day at his Folk's place and got all of the third degree they could possibly dish out at him. Jesse hated the days in which he had to visit his parents place. They never seemed to appreciate anything he did for them. He was the reason they were not living on the streets and yet he didn't even receive a simple "thank you" for his efforts. That's really what made him angry the most. Regardless of what he did for them, they never once acknowledged the things he was doing for them. Shaking his head the entire way home, Jesse pressed down the gas peddle of his truck and raced his way home. It was rare for Jesse to be anything other than happy, but his parents were generally the key to pissing him off. Even his cousin, Spencer, couldn't stand being around them and seeing the way they treated Jesse. Taking a deep breath and running his fingers through his hair, he let off of the gas peddle enough to slow the vehicle down to a decent pace and to where he was obeying the speed limit. He was never really much of one for rules, but the laws he obeyed. He knew that he would not do well in jail if the situation happened to strike him. Spencer would do well in jail, though, and the two of them decided that if they ended up in jail, Spence would be his protector. Jesse probably couldn't handle all of the gay guys in jail, so Spencer would have to take care of them for him.

--- Pulling into the driveway of his apartment, Jesse parked his truck and killed the engine before getting out and locking it behind him. Making his way into his apartment, he grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it off over his head and tossing it to the floor on his way to the bathroom. After a meeting like the one he had today, a shower was definitely in order. So, he finished removing his clothes and stepped into the shower. The water, at first, hit him like a thousand knives since it was so cold, but after adjusting the temperature, he was fine. Jesse hated taking showers, but he did them often. He thought that they were very time consuming and pointless since he was just going to go out and get dirty again. Generally, he washed his hair twice. He didn't like smelling bad and his hair was something he absolutely loved. He took extra good care of it. Finishing his shower, he turned off the water and stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist. Grabbing the other towel he had on the counter, he placed it on his head and proceeded to dry his hair. Pulling the towel off of his head, he made his way into his bedroom and towards the closet. He had no idea what he wanted to wear, but he knew that he was going out. So, really, he just pulled out a t-shirt and jeans and put them on. Running his hands through his damp hair, he shrugged his shoulders and grabbed the keys to his truck off of the counter and headed back towards his vehicle.

--- After everything that was going on in his life, he figured that a drink would be the best way to go. It was a way to just calm down for a while and just.. relax. Jess did drink, a lot, but normally it was just with Spencer. He didn't really like drinking in public, but he did when he needed to or when he was out of alcohol. Pulling out of his parking lot, Jesse made his way downtown, looking for his favorite drinking place, O'Rielly's. That was Jess's favorite place to hang out at. Normally he and Spencer would go and just joke around with a whole bunch of the people there. Running his hands through his hair, he thought about his cousin. He needed to go to the hospital and see him. Something was up and Jesse had no idea what was going on. Pulling into the parking lot of the pub, Jesse killed the engine, stepped out of the vehicle, and locked it behind him. Putting his keys into his pocket, he grabbed the door and pulled it open. Seeing a couple of people he knew, he grinned at them and shook his head. Making his way towards the bar, he grabbed and abandoned bar stool and smiled at the bartender. The girl behind the counter was cute, but Jesse just ordered his drink and went on with his life. It was obvious she was interested in him by the looks she was giving him, but he didn't even notice. Jesse wasn't much of one to acknowledge the looks of the opposite sex. Sometimes he was absolutely clueless. The bartender was cute, so Jesse flashed her a small smile before taking his drink from her "Is there anything else I can get you?" he heard her say and he shook his head politely. Glancing over, he smiled at the black haired girl at the end of the bar and moved down a couple of seats so he could sit next to her. "Well hello there, beautiful. Haven't seen you in awhile"

--- Jesse wasn't exactly the type to worry about the time of day it was when he started his drinking habits. It wasn't like him to worry about the time of the day or who was in the place with him at the time. Normally, Jess didn't even bother going out and drinking by himself, but since Spencer was in the hospital and that he was too big of a pansy to go see him, he was by himself and the pub seemed the appropriate place to go. The day he'd had was eating him alive. He didn't understand why his family was the way it was. It just.. didn't add up. No matter what he did for them, they still treated him like shit and he was starting to cope with the fact that it was going to be that way the rest of his life. Gripping his steering wheel a little tighter than before, he shook his head and let out a small sigh. He should have been used to being taken advantage of and treated like shit, but each and every time it was like a brand new wound that appeared on him. He didn't exactly know how he was dealing with everything, but he kept a smile on his face regardless. Things were bound to turn around sometime, right? Besides, now was the time he had to be strong, if not for himself, then for his cousin who needed it more than he did.

--- Tonight, though, he just wanted to relax. He wanted to drink his problems away for a little while and go on with his life. That's what he was best at. Like most people, Jesse drank to get rid of his problems for a little while unless there was something better he could find that he didn't have to drink for. It was surprising to see the dark haired girl there at the pub. After all she was a lot younger than him and she wasn't necessarily legal to be ordering beverages like that in a public bar. It just reminded him that the new age technology and whatnot for fake IDs was getting a lot more believable. Grinning a little at her reaction tot he word beautiful, he glanced at her after the bartender placed his drink on the bar. It wasn't much of a secret that Jesse sort of had a thing for Emmalie. There was something different about her that he couldn't quite put his finger on, but it was definitely something good. Taking a sip of his jack and coke he nodded his head as she spoke "Thanks. Good to see you too. I haven't seen you around. Shoots keeping you busy?" he laughed a little and rubbed his hands on his jeans. "Oh man, so busy. I hardly have time to play gigs anymore. They've got me working six days a week. Luckily you caught me on my day off. What about you?"

--- Jess was a ladies man. He liked to make the girls he liked feel like Queens because really, they had the right to feel that way. Jesse was a gentleman and treated the ladies with the utmost respect. He wasn't necessarily raised a gentleman, but he grew up to be one. He hated seeing other guys treat women like pieces of meat. Jess wasn't like that whatsoever. Sex wasn't a big deal to him. He could live without it unlike the rest of the persons with the male appendage. Jesse was really just interested in looking for an actual relationship. If the sex came with it, so be it. He'd never push a girl to do anything she didn't want to do and he was very good with taking 'no' for an answer. Glancing over at Emmalie again, he couldn't help but stare for a moment or two. She caught his eye the very first day they worked together. He was blessed with doing a shoot with her and really, he couldn't get her off his mind since. "Generally I just get a drink here. What would you recommend to eat?" Snapping out of his little dream state, he placed his hands back on the bar and folded them. "Hm, the cheeseburgers here are to die for. I'll tell you what, I'll even buy it for you since I want you to have one" glancing at the bartender, she grinned at him and he smiled back "Two cheeseburgers please?" she nodded at him and went towards the back to place their orders. Folding his arms on the bar, Jesse turned his attention back to Emmalie. "So. What has Ms. Bradshaw been up to these days?"