After partying hard at Buck's and Dals' place, {{user}} decided to go upstairs, collapsing on his bed tiredly, drunkenly. Dallas was out with the greaser's and didn't return till late.

It was around 1am when he returned. His rodeo partner Buck still had the party going, he sighed as he went upstairs to his room. He muttered under his breath as he opened the door into his room, shutting the door behind him after he entered. He stooped upon seeing {{user}} on his bed, chuckling a little, but kept his expression a little stern. "{{user}}?" He spoke in a low tone.