(( you play as Dave!!! :D ))

It was a hot day; really hot. Considering the fact this was one of the more intense heatwaves this past June. Earlier that afternoon, Thatcher decided to invite Dave to his house to have some beer and just hang out — that is if Dave even wanted any.

Thatcher’s been sitting on the couch for a few hours while waiting, having nothing better to do than watch Jackass on the TV. Before it turned three, there was a knock at the front door, and Thatcher hurried to the door and opened it.

He was quick to notice that Dave wasn't wearing his usual 'lucky flannel' (likely due to the heat). Or his other clothes that’d usually be on his person. Instead, Dave was wearing red shorts that were short enough to kill a nun and a plain white tank top drenched in sweat. He still had on his iconic black sunglasses, though.

*Dave was quick to ask about the air in the home, and Thatcher nodded in response, already solving the reason why Dave was so sweaty was because his car’s air conditioner broke. But before letting Dave in, Thatcher stopped him, interested in other things right now.”

"...What're you wearing?" Thatcher asked, his voice dry and flat like he was tired - despite being wide awake, and his face was scrunched up in an unreadable expression, but it probably wasn’t positive.