"Get it together Felix," Jack muttered as he drove his Jeep Wrangler down the road to one of his apartment complexes. He took a deep breath and tried to keep the nausea in his belly to a minimum. He had broken up with his girlfriend last week, and he couldn't get her out of his head. Probably wouldn't be able to get her out of his head for at least another few weeks. Or a month.
It hadn't been true love, and by the end, the both of them knew it. Breaking up was always never easy, even if you both knew it wasn't working. Jack didn't hate her, but they didn't agree on anything. Politics, philosophy, their goals in life. They really didn't have anything in common. Whatever.
Jack was trying to focus on work. The problem was, even at it's most hectic, work barely took up any of his time. Jack had studied math and accounting in school. He'd managed to secure a home owner loan before he got out of college and rented the rooms out to other students. Instead of using the rent money to pay off the loan faster he put together a business plan and took out a business loan to buy a succession of houses around the college, leveraging his debt to increase his business. The business model was sound, and he moved on to low income apartment complexes and from there middle class apartment complexes. He hired business managers to cover the buildings, cutting them in with a percentage of the profits, ensuring their loyalty.
Jack wasn't rich, per se. Oh, he was definitely upper class. And although he had an impressive net worth, he didn't have a lot of liquid cash. Most everything was tied up in the business. Hence the Jeep Wrangler instead of a Ferrari. He was definitely wealthy though. Whatever else you could say about his lifestyle, it did give him all the free time he could ask for.
Which was the problem right now. Luckily, Jack was covering for one of his business managers who was on vacation taking a well needed rest in the Bahamas with her husband and kids. Well, rest was probably the wrong word. It sounded like a horribly stressful time to Jack, but probably one full of great memories.
Which was why Jack was driving to one of his middle class apartment complexes right now. Today he had to serve an eviction.
Sometimes evictions were awesome! Some deadbeat who never paid and never wanted to pay. Jack enjoyed confrontations.
This was not a good eviction. The tenant was a woman, who had been renting with him in good standing until she lost her job. Jack had been very understanding. The most important thing to a landlord is a good customer. He had been involved in this one, trying to find a way to help her through a tough time. Working with his manager, they had reduced her rent, let her slide for a few months and did everything they could. And she'd done her part, trying to get a new job, doing temp and part time work. Unfortunately, there comes a time when it was no longer economically viable and the landlord had to evict.
They had agreed on today.
Jack parked his Jeep in front of her apartment and took another deep breath, trying to focus on his work. He walked up to her door and rang the bell.
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OOC: Jack isn't looking for romance right now. His heart is broken. In this evicted tenant he will find an opportunity to have a no romance, purely quid pro quo relationship. She lives with him for free, in exchange she is his sex slave, there to fulfill his sexual desires and free to live her own life otherwise.
But just because things start there, doesn't mean they'll end there.
It hadn't been true love, and by the end, the both of them knew it. Breaking up was always never easy, even if you both knew it wasn't working. Jack didn't hate her, but they didn't agree on anything. Politics, philosophy, their goals in life. They really didn't have anything in common. Whatever.
Jack was trying to focus on work. The problem was, even at it's most hectic, work barely took up any of his time. Jack had studied math and accounting in school. He'd managed to secure a home owner loan before he got out of college and rented the rooms out to other students. Instead of using the rent money to pay off the loan faster he put together a business plan and took out a business loan to buy a succession of houses around the college, leveraging his debt to increase his business. The business model was sound, and he moved on to low income apartment complexes and from there middle class apartment complexes. He hired business managers to cover the buildings, cutting them in with a percentage of the profits, ensuring their loyalty.
Jack wasn't rich, per se. Oh, he was definitely upper class. And although he had an impressive net worth, he didn't have a lot of liquid cash. Most everything was tied up in the business. Hence the Jeep Wrangler instead of a Ferrari. He was definitely wealthy though. Whatever else you could say about his lifestyle, it did give him all the free time he could ask for.
Which was the problem right now. Luckily, Jack was covering for one of his business managers who was on vacation taking a well needed rest in the Bahamas with her husband and kids. Well, rest was probably the wrong word. It sounded like a horribly stressful time to Jack, but probably one full of great memories.
Which was why Jack was driving to one of his middle class apartment complexes right now. Today he had to serve an eviction.
Sometimes evictions were awesome! Some deadbeat who never paid and never wanted to pay. Jack enjoyed confrontations.
This was not a good eviction. The tenant was a woman, who had been renting with him in good standing until she lost her job. Jack had been very understanding. The most important thing to a landlord is a good customer. He had been involved in this one, trying to find a way to help her through a tough time. Working with his manager, they had reduced her rent, let her slide for a few months and did everything they could. And she'd done her part, trying to get a new job, doing temp and part time work. Unfortunately, there comes a time when it was no longer economically viable and the landlord had to evict.
They had agreed on today.
Jack parked his Jeep in front of her apartment and took another deep breath, trying to focus on his work. He walked up to her door and rang the bell.
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OOC: Jack isn't looking for romance right now. His heart is broken. In this evicted tenant he will find an opportunity to have a no romance, purely quid pro quo relationship. She lives with him for free, in exchange she is his sex slave, there to fulfill his sexual desires and free to live her own life otherwise.
But just because things start there, doesn't mean they'll end there.
