Now tell me, what's the point of an unlimited credit card if I'm not blowing it on the good stuff? And why would I let someone come sift around my room when I've got it?
[ he's got something a lot stronger than beer squirreled away. some illegal things here and there. he's fucked if anyone ever comes to search his room. he reaches into the back of the fridge and yanks out a bottle of Skull Vodka, dropping it on the counter. Then he's up on his tiptoes to figure out where he hid the less Steve Friendly things.
The room does actually smell better than Eddie does. The window is open, there's incense burning. The hotel room has been slathered in posters and memorabilia, like it's a real place to live rather than just a hole he's hiding in. ]
How are you actually holding up? [ he drops some glasses on the counter top, pulling some mix from underneath the cupboard in case they want to pace themselves. ]
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[ he's got something a lot stronger than beer squirreled away. some illegal things here and there. he's fucked if anyone ever comes to search his room. he reaches into the back of the fridge and yanks out a bottle of Skull Vodka, dropping it on the counter. Then he's up on his tiptoes to figure out where he hid the less Steve Friendly things.
The room does actually smell better than Eddie does. The window is open, there's incense burning. The hotel room has been slathered in posters and memorabilia, like it's a real place to live rather than just a hole he's hiding in. ]
How are you actually holding up? [ he drops some glasses on the counter top, pulling some mix from underneath the cupboard in case they want to pace themselves. ]