[b]Mad Dash // Dojo Halls // 11:23 AM // JT the Cowboy. [/b] [I]How the actual hell did it come to this? Sprinting through the halls, or rather stumbling through them, was the cowboy out of his armour, and not exactly in a very good state at the moment. He was stumbling and tripping over himself, a whiskey bottle in hand with a strange, green bubbling liquid contained inside as he sipped it, visibly looking to be more and more blasted by the hour as he managed to finally get drunk, for the first time in what felt like forever. You see, a close friend of JT's spiked the drink and ran off with his wallet as a little joke, so now he's frantically running through the halls, drunk as all -blam!-. ((Open :P))[/i]