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As he sipped on the next beer David knew he was intoxicated, he knew he would wake up tomorrow and likely hate himself for being this drunk in the moment, and only planning to get more drunk. His sense which were usually heightened felt out of reach. He felt far too comfortable in his own...

Dave noted nearly every single one of them all as they approached and spoke. That was sort of his thing, usually back in school when he wasn’t busy cracking jokes to distract people, he was often observing them. If being quiet didn’t shut you out from people so much, or made you an outcast...

Dave was a bit nervous, mostly because he had no idea what front to put forth. Did he nix his jokes and lighthearted moments altogether? He didn’t know, but what he also didn’t know about meeting everyone. He was so excited and everyone had agreed to come, which was a shock. They knew minimal...

Ox never showed early to his own meetings. That was an unspoken rule if anyone needed to get their early, practice their debriefs on the others, that was their call. Of course, half the lot was always late anyway, so Ox ended up being on time in comparison to them. He moved along the streets...

David stood with a friend at the bar he normally worked at. He held a beer tight in his grip and had already had four others previously and a few shots. It was safe to say his night off was being spent well. His father had wanted him to hunt tonight, but he refused, they didn’t need him...