Apartment Above Fix And Clean Shop- Wednesday- Early Evening

[alwaysonguard]

The sun was already starting to sink when a taxi pulled up to a stop at the end of the causeway and a figure got out. As he stood looking around for a moment, Dwight took a slow, deep breath and then started walking across the causeway. Snoopy tugged excitedly at his harness as he sniffed the air and gave a happy bark.

"Ah are we home?" Dwight asked with a somewhat forced smile as he watched the pup. "You happy to be back home boy?"

Dwight was glad it wasn't too far to his apartment, because after the last few weeks, even the duffle bag slung over his shoulder felt like it weighed a ton. And with just one quick stop, which was thankfully literally on the way to his place, Dwight was looking forward to finally being able to try and relax for a change.

And so, after a quick stop at Furnado's for a handwaved meeting with the vet, Snoopy was settled in for a mini vacation of his own. After nearly a month in hotels and everything, Dwight knew the pup deserved to be pampered, and have a good thorough check up. So, after a few more head rubs and drowning kisses in return, Dwight was finally standing outside his shop.

"Well at least it's still standing," he said to himself with a slight chuckle.

Dwight fished his keys out and unlocked the door. Stepping inside, he was relieve to see that all was still good, and the shop was in good, all be a bit dusty, shape. Leaving the closer inspection for morning, Dwight headed up the stairs to the apartment, dropped the duffle bag by the door and headed to the kitchen. Thankfully he had been meaning to do some shopping when he had gotten the call and had to rush out, so there wasn't a terribly big mess to deal with in the fridge. That also meant there was nothing to eat and less than great beer left in the fridge still.

He wasn't going to complain too much though. Beer was beer and Dwight had made it a point not to drink hardly at all while dealing with all that mess. But now that it was over, now that he was home, even a cheap beer sounded heavenly. Sinking onto the couch he cracked open one of the cans he set on the coffee table and took a drink, trying to block out the echoes that still rang in his head any time he let things get too still or too quiet.

Dwight looked at his phone sitting there and thought about sending a quick text or two that he was back, but didn't make a move to do so.


(Yes, Dwight is now back on the island!)

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[what_the_shock]

Miguel shrugged. "I can do that."

[alwaysonguard]

"Oh, I have no doubt. But I think I might hold onto the last shred of self-esteem I have left after this month" he said with a chuckle.

[what_the_shock]

Miguel shrugged. "Your decision. You want food and more drinks later, or just head home?"

[alwaysonguard]

"Oh you are an evil man" Dwight said with a smirk. "You know I cant turn down food, especially good dive food."

He turned to the bartender who gave a slight huff.

"It's a compliment!" Dwight said.

[what_the_shock]

"At least the food's full price," Miguel pointed out.

"Yeah, and you eat as well as you drink," the bartender said. "It's probably the only reason we haven't cut you off for good yet."

"Nachos and loaded fries?" Miguel suggested to Dwight.

[alwaysonguard]

"Sounds perfect" Dwight agreed with a nod. "Oh, with extra jalapenos too!"

He thought for a moment and then added something else.

"Probably should have something non-boozy. So give me a water and a cola too."

[what_the_shock]

"I'll take another beer," Miguel said, grinning at the bartender. "Just keep moving down the line."

"Yeah, yeah." The man shook his head. "One day we'll get you drunk."

"Please keep trying!" Miguel said.

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight gave the first genuine smile he had had in some time as he leaned over towards Miguel to whisper.

"Ya know, it is going to be a sight to see the day that spidey power of yours finally gives out and you get yourself absolutely wasted. Might actually be me dragging you back to the island for a change" he added with a laugh.

[what_the_shock]

"Hey, turnabout's fair play," Miguel said. "Then you get to deal with Rosa, though."

[alwaysonguard]

"I'm pretty sure that would end in blood...my blood" Dwight said with a scoff. "Not sure I want to be the one to have that conversation with Rosa."

He was about to add in a "or any conversation" to that but the food arrived just then, saving him from that verbal admission.

[what_the_shock]

Miguel pulled a nacho free. "You and me both. So let's hope my 'spidey power' doesn't give out."

[alwaysonguard]

"I'm sure we both will be safe" Dwight said and then popped a nacho in his mouth as well. "Though" he added once it was gone, "better not push our luck" he said lifting the soda towards Miguel. "To staying on Rosa's good side."

[what_the_shock]

Miguel lifted his drink in turn. "Always."

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight finished the soda and the water as he worked on the nachos. He signaled for another beer to finish washing things down with.

"I appreciate the concern" he said as the bartender gave him another look. "I'll be fine. We're walking home" he promised as he made a move to pat his pockets. "No Keys."

[what_the_shock]

"Or I'll carry him." Miguel waved it off. "He'll get home safe."

The bartender shrugged and brought them two more.

[alwaysonguard]

"Eh good to have friends with benefits," Dwight said with a grin, soooo not picking up on how that sounded, his brain being quite a bit frazzled as it was.

[what_the_shock]

Miguel snorted. "Careful; Rosa doesn't share."

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight gave him a somewhat questioning look. What did Rosa have to do with anything?

After just a moment, Dwight shrugged and grabbed the beer and started on it, admittedly a bit slower than he had been so far.

[what_the_shock]

Miguel rolled his eyes and kept drinking. At this point, he was just waiting for Dwight to pass out.

[alwaysonguard]

Your wait was short lived, Miguel. Dwight had been spending more time the last few minutes fiddling with the half empty glass in his hands than he had drinking it.

"Hey Miguel..." he said glancing over for a moment. "Thanks for... this.." he said with a general wave around them.

And before he could say anything else he might had wanted to, Dwight's head went down onto his arms that were folded on the table.

[what_the_shock]

"You're welcome." Miguel patted him on the back and went back to finishing up the food.

What? He was hungry. If Dwight didn't wake up before he finished, he'd just carry him.