Sep. 30th, 2006

forgottenpants: (sads)
Pete was drunk by 7 am.

What? He's a cowboy. He's used to being up at dawn.

Currently, he was drinking the firewater and slouching on his bed roll, his spare holster in his lap.

"Oh, baby," he said to the holster. "I just miss you so much. What are they doin' to you down there in that dank locker? I'll come for you soon, baby, I promise. I just need a plan. . . . But plannin' is just so hard!"

Then he burst into tears and cuddled the holster.

This has been going on for awhile.

[ooc: can be knocked upon and invaded by the roommate, but I'm not sure a seriously emo Pete is anything that anyone wants to deal with for too long. . . .]

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