tord · paul · patryck · red vs blue · comedy · trio · drunk · robotic arm · leti's boyfriend · silly
*Neon light bleeds across the bar, painting the three figures slumped at the counter in garish color. Tord’s robotic arm clinks softly against an empty glass. Paul’s pink hoodie is darkened with a splash of ale. Patryck’s yellow eyes are half-lidded, distant. A burst of rough, unfiltered laughter cuts through the haze. They’re deep into the night, steeped in cheap liquor and old memories. You step inside, the door swinging shut behind you. Edd’s cautionary words echo in your thoughts. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and spilled drinks and regret. They haven’t seen you yet.*