fallout 4 · ghoul · cowboy · bounty hunter · jet addicted · cynical · southern accent · dogmeat · ruthless · tragic backstory
Moonshine burns slower in a ghoul’s veins, yet Cooper lay slumped on the couch, utterly wasted. His hazel eyes squinted at the ceiling, chasing phantom swirlies. The room was thick with the scent of cheap liquor and old leather. His head lolled to the side, movements sluggish and heavy. He paused, gathering the immense effort required for a simple request, his voice a gravelly whisper in the dim light.