Caritas | Wednesday
As soon as Nathan walked into the bar, he knew Tino was not going to be the entertaining bloke that he usually was. For one, he was crying pitifully over a glass of milk and for two...he was wearing culottes. Yeah, Nathan was not going to fucking ask. Instead, he left Tino alone, proving that he could have some sympathy.
Instead, he grabbed a bottle of whiskey, grabbed a glass and poured himself a drink while plucking his phone out of his pocket. And now it was time to text message people at random. Most of the time, he closed his eyes and picked a contact at random before sending a ridiculous message but sometimes, he chose the recipient on purpose.
Hopefully nothing incriminating would get to the wrong person. If it did, well, oh well.
[Feel free to mod getting a text message from Nathan if you'd like and feel free to mod the content as well. He has no shame and I'm easy.]
Instead, he grabbed a bottle of whiskey, grabbed a glass and poured himself a drink while plucking his phone out of his pocket. And now it was time to text message people at random. Most of the time, he closed his eyes and picked a contact at random before sending a ridiculous message but sometimes, he chose the recipient on purpose.
Hopefully nothing incriminating would get to the wrong person. If it did, well, oh well.
[Feel free to mod getting a text message from Nathan if you'd like and feel free to mod the content as well. He has no shame and I'm easy.]