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There is a man creeping around the basement.
Well, creeping isn't exactly the right phrase but he is trying very hard to remain unnoticed as he attempts to find the exit. His clothes and hair are ruffled and it looks as if he might have spent his evening in a broom closet or some place similar.
Truth be told, it was a bit bigger than broom closet but not b much.
This is what he got though, for his lovely mix of pills and scotch. Of course it could be worse, much worse, but he's not exactly thrilled at his current situation either.
He just wants out wants to go back to his home, to the place he knows and loves and the place that needs him there. He's starting to get nervous now, his steps growing quicker and his hands stuffed deeply in his pockets, one gripping his pill bottle and the other a watch that had stopped ticking years ago.
He's friendly though, honest! He's just a little stressed out as well.
Well, creeping isn't exactly the right phrase but he is trying very hard to remain unnoticed as he attempts to find the exit. His clothes and hair are ruffled and it looks as if he might have spent his evening in a broom closet or some place similar.
Truth be told, it was a bit bigger than broom closet but not b much.
This is what he got though, for his lovely mix of pills and scotch. Of course it could be worse, much worse, but he's not exactly thrilled at his current situation either.
He just wants out wants to go back to his home, to the place he knows and loves and the place that needs him there. He's starting to get nervous now, his steps growing quicker and his hands stuffed deeply in his pockets, one gripping his pill bottle and the other a watch that had stopped ticking years ago.
He's friendly though, honest! He's just a little stressed out as well.