Lead me out of the Dark

I'm Zeph Clay and Bristol is my last hope for inspiration

[zephclay]

You a free man now?

Thanks to a random girl and the sheriff leaving their shift. 

[anafck-blog]

  Here’s the deal— There’s gonna be a kickass party tonight. Real, real big. And I’m going to sell drugs there… But since I can’t make a clone of myself or worse, let the others get all the money while I stay poor, I need someone. So, I will solve your soap opera and you’re gonna help me sell the stuff. But I’ll need proof that you didn’t use it all, so you’re going to keep me updated and show me how much you’ve got, alright?

I’d say it’s a small price to pay for freedom. What do you say?

[zephclay]

Deal. Now get me the hell out of here.

[anafck-blog]

  No? Bummer. I never said you were the one to do all the work, babes. I’ll do the job… But you’ll have to owe me. 

[zephclay]

Owe you what, exactly?

[troubled-effy-blog]

  "Did you do it then?"

[zephclay]

Course not.

[alex-britton-deactivated2015060]

  I don’t think the police officer appreciated me offering a blowjob in exchange for not arresting me— especially because said officer turned out to be a lady. In my defense, it was dark and I was extremely drunk. But I still offered when I found out her gender; it’d be extremely rude not to, no?

[zephclay]

Right. She's probably some extreme feminist, I mean, how else can she have resisted you? 

[restlessryan]

  My friend… she’s one of the officers’ younger sister and asked if I could come pick her up. 

[zephclay]

I see

[anafck-blog]

  I’m not really married, you know? I was just messing with ya. And woah — harsh. Thought you’d be here for drunk driving or being caught with drugs, you know? Anyway—— why don’t you just run away?

[zephclay]

Drugs aren't my thing. Not that easy since I'm behind bars.

[troubled-effy-blog]

  "We all need those in a place like this, right? What did you do?"

[zephclay]

"Right. I'm a suspect for that murder of Alan all because I didn't answer some questions." 

[judepratt-deactivated20140923]

  "It would be pretty ace if I did break you out though.. Don’t be a downer, babe. On the bright side of things, you can now say you’ve served time in jail."

"What are you in for anyway?"

[zephclay]

"You would be my best of friends."

 "Murder, what else?"

[thesloanekennedy-deactivated201]

I’m knitting a sweater for winter.

What are you doing here?

[zephclay]

Deciding if i should make a break for it.

[anafck-blog]

  Visiting my husband that has just been arrested for murder and kidnapping.

What about you, big boy? What are you in this shithole for?

[zephclay]

Minus the kidnapping, same as your mystery husband. 

[sebastianlangston-blog]

  I have no idea. I just remember seeing it and going in there slightly drunk and not having ten pounds for a fuckin’ burger alone. It better be good.

America? Christ Americans have such high pitched voices I wouldn’t last a week without drowning myself in the bathtub. Let’s not mention their cops are worse than ours. I’m thinking Italy.

[zephclay]

How depressing. 

In their defense, they know how to party. Italy? Well, that beats my idea by a long shot. Good food, nice culture. Although, I don't know how they would treat the English. I probably won't fit in as much.

[thesweethurricane-deactivated20]

  Pleasure, Zaph!

Well, more or less. I’m visiting and providing community service.

[zephclay]

How honorable.

[sebastianlangston-blog]

  If you do decide that, I’d like at least forty pounds to go eat at that burger joint ‘round this area. 

You seem innocent so we’ll give it a couple of minutes before we decide to break loose. Though I’m sure we’ll have to move from Bristol and find somewhere else to stay.

[zephclay]

Where's that at? Good food there?

  I vote America. They speak English so it won't be that bad of a transition. 

[thesweethurricane-deactivated20]

  Oh, sure! I understand, sorry for this. I am Claire. Claire Watson, and you are?

[zephclay]

Zeph

So, your visiting?

[sebastianlangston-blog]

  Who knows maybe you can sue and get rich. Buy the police station or some shit like that and fire him.

Hmm… you sure you didn’t kill the blond? I don’t want to realize that you’ve used me to escape and decapitate the people of Bristol.

[zephclay]

I'll take that into consideration. 

Well, I'll guess you'll never be sure. But I think I've said these five words about a billion times: I did not kill him.

[thesweethurricane-deactivated20]

  Ahm, visiting. I believe it is the same reason as you, right?

[zephclay]

Well since I'm behind bars, I'm obviously not visiting.