Ā Ā Ā It was past noon and Jules was only starting to stir from a death-like sleep. The night before had been one most would consider a night to never forget from the amount of drugs and alcohol he had consumed but was just a normal Tuesday night for him. Itād be blurred and forgotten like the rest of his life. The only fun part would be if he got to retrace his steps and rediscover what he had done in his inebriated stated. More often than not it started with him snorting cocaine off a stripper or crashing some frat party and chugging their entire keg which only escalated as the night went on. Slowly, as he began coming to he realized he was haphazardly resting on a lawn char, his lower half on the ground and his head and arms draped over the seat. Wiping the drool from his mouth he lazily looked around, noticing the manicured hedges and law.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Maverick. Heād found his way to Maverickās home and wondered if perhaps heād roped his companion into some fun or just tripped over a sprinkler and passed out again. Glancing down he was dressed in nothing but a pair of boxers that didnāt belong to him and a womanās bathrobe. How exciting. Grunting, he slowly picked himself up, squinting against the brightness of the sun with a disdainful expression before making his way to the houseās back door. His legs wobbled like a new born gazelles but this didnāt keep him from pushing forward until he collided with the door. He checked the handle and wasnāt quite sure if he was trying to open it the right way and found it to be too early to think that much. Jules slid across the side of the house to the window and peered in.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āMavvvverriiiicckkkk,ā he whined like an impatient child,Ā āIām hungwy, lemme in,ā he tapped on the glass a few times with the palms of his hands before cupping his hands around his eyes to peak through the window once more to see if his pitiful pleas would be answered.Ā
@fantasmalforces
