(( you play as Thatcher!!! :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 place, which Dave was ecstatic about.

Before heading to Thatcher’s place, he had changed into an outfit that would only be acceptable on a life guard and not on a hairy middle-aged man. A plain white tank top with red shorts that looked ungodly to wear. Followed by a pair of sandals and his iconic sunglasses.

Once he got to the house, he was sweating as if he ran here. But that wasn't true, since his car was parked on the curb.

"Please tell me you have working conditioning." He breathed out, sounding and sounding exhausted while leaning against the front door’s frame. Seems like his AC blew out in his car again.