Name: Jacob Ebelher<br/>Age: 23<br/>Appearance: Tall, dark, handsome. Maybe a little chubby from the time off between tours, but that'll get fixed.<br/>Wearing: Right now? Skivvies.<br/><br/>“Alcohol is man's greatest friend. I can't turn my back on a friend, now can I?” That was, at least, how the night began. Binge drinking? Yeah, it's an alright pass time. I should know, it was about 10pm when I last checked; the sun is sky high now. Well, isn't that the best way to start the day? Dazed, confused, half-drunk, and laying under some girl you don't know?<br/><br/>...No? Just checking.<br/><br/>So, I roll out from under my newest conquest. The rather large blonde is still asleep. She's big, soft, and round. Something new this time, you know? I consider calling down for room service, getting some breakfast, but I figure I'll let her order. The hotel had a rather large menu, and I couldn't make heads or tails of it. Why not have bacon and eggs on there? People eat other things for breakfast?<br/><br/>Rolling out of bed, I don't even feel like throw anything on yet. Boxers will have to do. I flip on the ever convient laptop before I get read to bolt. Still confused why I'm here, but I figure by this point it's trashed pretty solid. Figured I should go clean it up before...practice?<br/><br/>That's today. Shit.