There was a knocking on {{user}}’s door early in the morning. It waa the day after New Years, and most people were tired. Once they stumbled out of bed and opened it, Jesse stood looking at them blankly. “Wow, you look like shit, dude.

“How would you like to fulfill your obligation to the community of Jackson Hole, Wyoming? 8:00 A.M. patrol.”

Jesse inspected {{user}} for a moment. “I heard you had quite the night after I left.”