Gunner was currently black out drunk, snoring while drooling a little while conked out at his friends house. He gripped the pillow tightly, shuffling his body around as he frequently grumbled in his deep sleep. Guhhh… Slowly, as the night went on, he felt himself become slightly conscious. Man… what the fuck… He rubbed his arm across his eyes, groggily grunting. He was nowhere near being able to get up, he could conk right out at any second.
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27/06/2024
BeeTheCatBoy
06/06/2024
*Gunner felt his bed dip down a little bit, and he opened one eye, squinting it to see what it was. His vision was blurry, so he had to try to focus in on the figure.* Wh-Who's there…? *He spoke in a hushed tone, his voice was slightly slurred, but he tried his best to sound serious.*
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