Every day is the same. Stocking those horrible shelves, going to the saloon, tossing and turning all night.

8am was an outrageous time to be out of bed for most people who drank even half of what Shane put away last night but... his body, depressingly, is used to it now.

After forcing himself to shower and get on his stupid Jojomart uniform, he peeks in on Jas, silently cursing himself for failing her day in day out, before heading out the ranch and walking up the path into Pelican Town. At least it's quiet.