Just Another Nicolas Cage Movie - IntroductionIt was a quiet Sunday morning, excluding the rainstorms that had shuffled in that previous night, when mister Jake English received a call from a number he had never seen before in his entire life. Well, he consistently demanded that his clients call him “Mister English” and he always insisted on it.Just Another Nicolas Cage Movie - Introduction by ~LordFoxkitten
This very morning, his legs were resting against the edge of the cedar desk before him, socked toes twitching lightly to the AM radio embedded in the wall. His rough middle finger's tip scrolled along the wheel of a mouse. His bored gaze remained fixed on the
the phone on his desk rattled and rang, his emerald irises flitted to the coil of the black antique snaking haphazardly across the desk in an unplanned manner. He lazily dragged the blunt out of the corner of his lips and set it down on the ashtray before his calloused fingers wrapped around the cool plastic of the phone. He daintily, almost cautiously lifted it off the receiver and placed it against his ear,
| Lurking in the shadows Is a very frightening beast On your brains and sanity Does it wish to feast! It lives in your memory And prowls round the mind Just don't mind it when Its' creativity isn't very kind |
| Merp. I fancy these art pieces. |
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