[There's something out there. It's not the bottle Thomas is looking for, but that has to be around here somewhere, right?
The hand extends further into the air, becoming an arm in a dirty dress-shirt rolled up to the elbows. It feels around the surface blindly, very much like a zombie. Only instead of brains, it hungers for bourbon.]
lmaoooo
The hand extends further into the air, becoming an arm in a dirty dress-shirt rolled up to the elbows. It feels around the surface blindly, very much like a zombie. Only instead of brains, it hungers for bourbon.]