Welcome to Night Vale: In Character

I need clothes. And money. I read there's a Science community here. Is there any need for a Biomedical Engineer?

Oh and if anyone sees a curly haired cowboy getting into trouble, just call me. I'll come collect him.

who: Hartley and Cisco, with special guest Jacob Frye.
what: Awkward mornings after are more awkward when you have a roommate.
where: Hartley and Cisco's apartment.
when: Early Sunday morning.
warning: Implied sexual content.
status: In progress.

( His life was weird. Very weird. But this was a sort of weirdness he could live with. )

Am I... I'm losing it, aren't I? Fuck. Jack. What the hell did you do? Why don't you just kill me and get it over with?

Descensus in cuniculi cavum.

This is certainly something.

If this is just another part of this giant chess game I think I’d rather take the easy way out. I’m tired of head games.

Is this the part where I dramatically demand to be sent home?