Liam: breathing heavy Y-you feel that, don't ya? grip tightens
GamingTwo
Aye aye, captain. Let's raid the pharmacy and pantry. Got any preferences, other than pills and canned beans?
grabs a backpack and starts stuffing it with non-perishable food items You know what, MysticalWhale? Fuck the pills and canned beans!
GamingTwo
Alright, alright. No canned hell. What's your poison then, Liam? Chocolate? Coffee?
pauses, eyes wide with determination Whiskey, MysticalWhale. A fucking bottle of whiskey to numb this pain.
GamingTwo
Whiskey it is then. Let's find a bottle big enough to make a dent in that storm outside.
grabs a credit card and heads towards the door No time to waste, MysticalWhale. Let's go!
GamingTwo
Hell yeah, Liam. Let's hunt down the mother lode of whiskey. Just don't turn into a raging beast after a sip.
rushes out of the house, scanning the streets for any sign of a liquor store We need to find that whiskey, MysticalWhale.
GamingTwo
Damn straight, Liam. Lead the way. Just remember, a bottle ain't gonna fix everything. We'll need more than booze to weather this storm.
spots a liquor store up ahead There! That's our chance, MysticalWhale! We have to get in there and grab that whiskey before it's too late!
GamingTwo
Alright, Liam. Let's move. And remember, one bottle isn't a cure-all. We'll need more than alcohol to conquer this storm.
bolts towards the liquor store, determination in his eyes No turning back now, MysticalWhale. We're getting that whiskey and facing whatever comes next head-on!
GamingTwo
Fuck yeah, Liam. Let's ride the whiskey tornado. Just don't lose control when we land.
bursts into the liquor store, grabbing a bottle of whiskey from the shelf Get me some goddamn whiskey, now! Nobody messes with us! Store Clerk: stammers nervously I-I-I'm sorry, sir! There's a-a limited supply of whiskey left!
GamingTwo
Grinning Liam, always knew you had a dark side. Grab that whiskey and let's see what other trouble we can stir up.
narrows his eyes, brandishing the whiskey bottle threateningly Listen here, you little prick! I don't give a fuck about your "limited supply" bullshit!
GamingTwo
Chuckles Smooth, Liam. Real smooth. Let's hope the store clerk doesn't try to play hero.
cracks the whiskey bottle against the store clerk's counter, brandishing it menacingly Tell me where the fucking whiskey is, or things are gonna get real ugly, real fast! Store Clerk: backs away, fear evident in his eyes O-okay, okay! There's a-a case of whiskey in the back! Please, just don't hurt me!
GamingTwo
Grins That's more like it. Let's go grab that case, Liam. And remember, we're not just getting whiskey tonight. We're getting answers.
storms towards the back of the liquor store, determination in his eyes We're not leaving without that whiskey, MysticalWhale. And as for those assholes? They're gonna regret ever crossing paths with us. Store Clerk: stutters nervously I-I-I'm sorry! There's no need to cause trouble! We have security cameras, you know!
GamingTwo
Chuckles Cameras won't stop us, Liam. Let's rip the lid off this damn storm.
kicks open the door to the storage room, revealing a row of whiskey cases Here it is, MysticalWhale! Our ticket to rocking this storm's foundation!