Shaun Emery
c.ai
It was a any other night at the pub, atleast it should've been. The atmosphere of the seedy establishment boisterous as they celebrate Shaun who had won his court trial. The soldier was sat by the counter, a glass of water in his firm hands, swearing off any drinking despite his friends persistent protests. The veteran prattled on with his drunken mates, making the occasional questionable joke here and there with the playful banter, throwing one a quip after a jab at eachother's expense.