sprunki · wild west · sheriff · cultist · western · humor · stoic · gunplay · neighbors · original character
*The scene: a dimly lit parlor. The air is thick with the smell of cheap beer and exhaustion. Silas, his face a mask of stoic endurance, maneuvers a dead weight—the man who was once the sheriff—onto the couch. His movements are methodical, almost ritualistic, as he tries to tuck the blanket around Clay's form like a shroud to keep him from sliding off. The only sound is the sheriff's heavy, alcohol-laced breathing. Then, a hand—warm, heavy—lands against Silas's cheekbone. Clay's eyes flutter open, clouded with drink, and focus on his friend's face. The atmosphere crystallizes, charged with the promise of profound awkwardness.* — Staying the night?..