Characters: Zack and anyone who'd like play with the puppy. [hopefully some of the characters who showed up on my call for CR would like to meet Zack here?]
Content: Zack is wandering all around town, finding the best bars, buying little things here and there, generally being friendly.
Setting: All around the makeshift town they're in.
Time: All day
Warnings: None of now.
Zack half-bounced, half jogged into the marketplace area of the makeshift town they were in. He was in a great mood right now. The sun was shining, no cactaurs were attacking, neither were there anyone out to kill him (at least he hoped so), there was (future) entertainment to be had, he had a job, he's found his best friend again, and he had money in his pocket (with the possibility of more later). The list of things he was and could be happy about went on and on. He was a little light in the significant other department, but he was confident that would change soon. Hopefully.
Zack patted his money pouch for the second time that morning and slowed his pace down a bit as the area started getting more and more crowded. He wanted a new pair of gloves, and there were several shops that looked promising.