Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160516065101/@comment-25924729-20160629073019

He reached out for the key, but in his drunkenness, slipped and dropped it. The boy's legs rocked and stumbled uncertainly while bending over to pick it up, but he finally mustered enough control to grab the card, and waved it triumphantly in the air.

Just as the last customer walked out, the door slipped open a crack, and a small brown shape trotted in. Bucky nuzzled Dalton expectantly, and gently pushed his partner forward. The dog skillfully led his partner upstairs and towards the room, where once again, Dalton faced a daunting challenge of finding and unlocking the door.

Many minutes later, the lock clicked open. Dalton staggered in, mumbled something to his dog and immediately flopped on the matress, drifting into a drunken slumber.

The german shepherd let out a gruff, strangely human groan, tugged off Dalton's boots and pulled a blanket over the boy, before curling up in a corner and sleeping too.