Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man.
Characters: Sawyer, Sherlock Holmes and Gene Hunt
Rating: Probably PG 13
Time Period: Modern
Location: Outside of Sawyer's cottage
Relative Date: Sometime after Gene and Holmes starts watching Sawyer's cottage.
Status: PM to join.
Sawyer was beyond exhausted after a long week of drinking with Alex and his band mates. Not that Sawyer ever really grew tired of drinking; just after being around company for so long, he needed to get back to his own place. It seemed each day he spent with them, his plan of not making any friends was working less and less.
"Gotta get a hold of yourself," Sawyer mumbled to himself as he stumbled in the direction of his cottage in a half daze. He’d probably just pop open another bottle of Jack as soon as he gets in - best way to deal with what was going on. Some crazy shit if you ask him, probably if you ask anyone in this crazy hellhole. Sure, the place was beautiful, nice castle and all, but being stuck and killer unicorns and vampires, just what the hell was going on? To think, Sawyer actually thought he was going home when he got on that helicopter. Not that he had a home, but going back to the normal world and not that damn island.
Soon Sawyer stumbled upon some cottages, his was up a bit father, in back of the others, just the way he liked it. Sawyer quickly started to walk past the other cottages, almost as if he was in a hurry to get someplace. He didn’t really need to hurry, but in all truth he couldn’t wait to crash on his bed with a bottle of jack.
Rating: Probably PG 13
Time Period: Modern
Location: Outside of Sawyer's cottage
Relative Date: Sometime after Gene and Holmes starts watching Sawyer's cottage.
Status: PM to join.
Sawyer was beyond exhausted after a long week of drinking with Alex and his band mates. Not that Sawyer ever really grew tired of drinking; just after being around company for so long, he needed to get back to his own place. It seemed each day he spent with them, his plan of not making any friends was working less and less.
"Gotta get a hold of yourself," Sawyer mumbled to himself as he stumbled in the direction of his cottage in a half daze. He’d probably just pop open another bottle of Jack as soon as he gets in - best way to deal with what was going on. Some crazy shit if you ask him, probably if you ask anyone in this crazy hellhole. Sure, the place was beautiful, nice castle and all, but being stuck and killer unicorns and vampires, just what the hell was going on? To think, Sawyer actually thought he was going home when he got on that helicopter. Not that he had a home, but going back to the normal world and not that damn island.
Soon Sawyer stumbled upon some cottages, his was up a bit father, in back of the others, just the way he liked it. Sawyer quickly started to walk past the other cottages, almost as if he was in a hurry to get someplace. He didn’t really need to hurry, but in all truth he couldn’t wait to crash on his bed with a bottle of jack.