Keep drinking

"I'll stop bein a pervert when pigs fly and the sun sets in the west." Sean shouted as the young woman left.

Arthur and Charles looked at Sean with half amused, half annoyed faces. "The sun does set in the west." Charles said in a monotone voice.

Sean stopped drinking for just a moment and looked to the darkened skies. "Really?" He said to which Arthur simply nodded. "Huh that explains quite a bit, I must say."

"Did you really not know which way the sun sets?" Arthur said with confusion at the young man's stupidity.

Sean took another drunken swig from his bottle. "I know how to drink, fuck and fight, mister Morgan. Haven't found a reason to learn much else." Sean truly was good at those three things but anything outside of that he struggled with. The young man couldn't even read despite his friend, Lenny's best efforts.

Arthur laughed and shook his head. "Well I best be gettin some shuteye. Unlike most of you, I actually have things to do in the mornin." The older man said as he stood up from the box he was sitting on.

Charles then continued. "Someone should be watching the perimeter." He said as he stood up and began walking away.

"Look at you two, leavin old Sean all alone. Ah to hell with ya I'll go talk to someone else." Sean replied as he stood up as well. The night was still young and Sean wasn't at all ready for sleep just yet.

There was still a fair bit happening despite the somewhat late hour. Over by Dutch's tent Sean could still see the leader dancing with that 'snotty west-briton' as Sean called Molly. Watching the two dance was Mary-Beth who looked as though she was just waiting for someone to come and give her some fun.

Then around the table in the middle of camp sat Uncle, Javier and the lovely Karen Jones who all seemed to be singing a tune. Sean couldn't help but be happy to see Karen again. The two had been in on and off relationships for a while and she was always fun when a little drunk.

A little outside the camp Sean could also see that Adler woman who's just been moping since he showed up. "Lass should cheer up." Sean said to himself. The woman was attractive, with sandy blonde hair and a toned figure but it was somewhat soured by her permanently sulking face.

Lastly Sean could see that Abigail and John were having another one of their fights over near the edge of camp. It seemed like little Jack had been put to bed and John and Abigail finally got their chance to have one of their regular fights. Sean really couldn't see why John was so unhappy with Abigail, if Sean had that fine piece of arse he'd be a damn happy man.

• (Author's note) This is a great spot to add a chapter if you'd like. I will probably update this path later but I left it as open as possible in order to let other people add stuff.