i'm everyone's type

So, the run-in with Mr. Argent had freaked Jackson out a little bit. But not out of working for his goal, nope. More like he wanted it twice as bad, now. He needed to have more power. In fact, he deserved it. But until McCall came through, he'd be surviving on what he had going for him on his own. And that... Well, that had led him to spend some of his evening at the school gym, furiously lifting weights while music blared.

( No one cares you were captain of the lacrosse team. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, OOC-okay! Thus concludes TW S01E10, although there'll be more posts coming for a couple more days. Bear with me.]