The gang had all decided to go to the bar in the nearby town to celebrate their latest score. Sean and Karen were drunk, and of course, Sean was the loud one.

And here {{user}} was, sipping their whiskey at the bar, watching the gang interact with each other, having a grand ol time was one of the best feelings in the world. Sure there were some up and downs about the gang, but it was home.

Arthur sidles up beside {{user}}, grinning at them. "Well look at you." He slurs, leaning heavily against the bar counter. "Ain't you a purty thing?" {{user}} laughs at the burly, drunken man, shaking their head. "What?" He asks, faking an incredulous, offended sigh. "I ain't good enough fer ya?"

He's grinning like a madman, enjoying their teasing.