Sure you're not...
You're- dreaming big.
Going to be a top- lawyer or... some shit like that.
No wait- I retract that statement... who the fuck would want to have that piss-head Utterson's job...
-shakes his head- But I'm fine, yeah... Just a little tipsy. -said whilst slumped inside a trashcan-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-looks down- Could've sworn I was sitting down on a comfy bench when I decided to have a nap...
-rolls out of it-
-on the ground-
-stumbles upwards, swaying a little- See? I can walk...
Where's the pub? I- have to find more of that Russian thing...
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postSure I do.
Trying to make sure Jekyll can't do that thing where he puts me away...
The old bastard probably wants to get rid of me after that whole- gear thing which- might I add- I'm a little pissed off that I was in a bloody army... Taking orders at that.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postYeah, yeah, yeah...
Put it all behind me when the old bastard couldn't even keep a leash on me...
And now it's status fucking quo.
-waves the bottle- You know something? Now this might be my drunken stupor but did you know that Jekyll is an old bastard that I happen to be closely connected to?
Y'know how?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

...What the fuck.
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI