04-22-2018, 05:33 PM
Hughes had definitely played Spin the Bottle in his time. It wasn't something he indulged in when he was older, but he had played it countless times in his youth, gathered around with friends as they watched the bottle spin. They were fond memories, or they were at one point. Now they were only reminders that he was no longer a human--and no longer alive. But he tried not to let those thoughts get him down.
It had took him a bit to find a bottle in this place, but he eventually managed. So he came scampering over to the center of the dome with a bottle clamped in his mouth. He set it down on the floor, sitting back on his haunches and barking out towards anyone who was nearby. "Anyone up for a game of Spin the Bottle?"
"SPEECH"
It had took him a bit to find a bottle in this place, but he eventually managed. So he came scampering over to the center of the dome with a bottle clamped in his mouth. He set it down on the floor, sitting back on his haunches and barking out towards anyone who was nearby. "Anyone up for a game of Spin the Bottle?"
"SPEECH"