'...birthday.  That's why they...''  Jacob paused for a moment from typing and looked away from his computer screen.  He was currently working on a little murder mystery short for class.  It was okay and nothing particularly spectacular...well more to the point it just followed genre conventions straight along and Jacob wasn't certain how he should spice it up to make zing more.  Perhaps an additional murder or two...kill Mr. Jackson's girl Friday.  That would be a spin on it...<br/><br/>But he was thirsty and he could use the break.  Jacob got up stretching a bit before heading out of his bedroom.  The rest of the doors were shut which meant that more than a few of the others were being intimate.  Maybe later he would join in.  He was looking forward to spending time with Ashley if possible.  Once in the kitchen, Jacob brought out the pitcher of sweet tea and poured himself a glass and took a sip.  Mmm, simple pleasures of life.