Jake was aware that his view on emotions, on life, were different than those of most people. Most people sought after happiness for the entirety of their lives, trying things new and old in order to feel that uplifting feeling. It was something that he found himself interested in watching whenever he had free moments around the B&B. It didn't take long for him to profile each of them. One of the house guests was most content when he had his pet birds chirping on his shoulder. Another, the blind one, liked to hear other people laugh and explain the world around them to get his piece. The woman, Cecilia, who cooked most of the meals in the house always seemed to smile widest when she was in the kitchen.
Then there was Corra. Jake admittedly found himself watching her the most - never going out of his way to watch her, but instead just seeming to cross paths with her more often than the others. It helped that the shed that he had turned into his living quarters was right outside of her window. He never invaded her privacy, never looked when he was sure she wouldn't have felt comfortable with him looking. There were days when she would open the window and sit next to it and those were the days that he would enjoy doing yard work the most. Sometimes they would have a small, passing conversation as he picked at the weeds and vines growing up over the side of the house. Other times, he would bring his wood working bench out between the two buildings and they would share a few words between the tedious work of sawing down and sanding some of the two by fours that he was replacing around the house. Corra was the person that always seemed happiest when she was talking to someone else and while Jake has never had the best way with words, a part of him was drawn to oblige her.
"Life would be very unfulfilling if you weren't sad every now and then." Slowly, his view about her began to shift as he took in the sight of her red rimmed eyes, the ones that kept glancing at the tv screen. He had her pegged as an optimist - and maybe that was still true - but there was something about her that was only now becoming known to him. Maybe she felt the same loneliness that he did. Maybe she also shared the deep rooted sadness that he had already accepted and come to terms with for himself. Maybe Corra was much more complex than he had given her credit for.
"It's a football movie -" Jake tested out the lock and few times and give the window pane a firm push to make sure it didn't rattle at any point. "- but the focus is more on the friendships."
He leaned against the wall next to the window, not yet moving onto the next task that he had given as a reason to being in her room. Jake let his eyes settle on the screen of the tv, his thoughts wondering. "Is that your favorite movie?"