MCA #1: Saturday Morning
Jamie was not feeling good this morning. Possibly because he attempted to drink way too much. Possibly because he tried to eat his weight in Klondike bars.
Sometime during the night, the geese had made their escape. The rest of the house was a mess with bits of cheesecake and melted Klondike wrappers everywhere.
It was only then that he noticed his phone had a voicemail notification. The call must have gone to voicemail sometime after he passed out the night before. It took him a good half hour before he could get the nerve to listen to it. It took another hour before he could process it all.
"God damn it, Val," he whispered to himself. "I can't draw worth shit."
[Establishy]
Sometime during the night, the geese had made their escape. The rest of the house was a mess with bits of cheesecake and melted Klondike wrappers everywhere.
It was only then that he noticed his phone had a voicemail notification. The call must have gone to voicemail sometime after he passed out the night before. It took him a good half hour before he could get the nerve to listen to it. It took another hour before he could process it all.
"God damn it, Val," he whispered to himself. "I can't draw worth shit."
[Establishy]