Chuck woke up at 10 a.m. He was in no hurry, so he took his time getting dressed. He threw his dirty clothes in a small box by the door. He would wash his clothes later. Today, he did not need to work, so was free to do whatever he wanted until around 4 o'clock, which is when he had to be in Arcadia visit with his family. Then after that, back over to the bar to get wasted.

Chuck walked through the door, and locked it behind him. He jumped down the steps of McDonough's, and passed the same old goons from the fisheries. Things never changed with the goons. Chuck was surprised they could even afford the booze, considering how little they make. Chuck continued out of the bar and down towards the bathysphere. He walked through the door into the station only to find that the sphere was not there. Considering they were required to be in service from 3 a.m. to 11 p.m., it was quite odd. A disappointed look on his face, Chuck walked back to McDonough's.

He decided he would just wash his clothes now, and then go back later to check for the sphere. He walked back up the steps to his room, and unlocked the door. He accidentally kicked the box of dirty clothes on the floor, which he picked up and threw on the bed. Chuck walked over to his closet, pushed aside his suit, and picked up the washboard and bucket. He took the bucket over to the window, where a simple water purifier/tap was attached. Chuck placed the bucket under the tap and turned it on. As the bucket filled up, he emptied the box onto his bed, then threw it back by the door.

After the bucket filled up, he put a soap tablet inside of it, and then began washing his clothes. There was a clothesline that ran through a bit of the apartment, and as he finished with each piece, he placed it on the line.

He finished washing his clothes and put everything away. He lay down on his bed and closed his eyes. It had only been an hour since he woke up, but he didn't care. For some reason, he was exhausted, which didn't happen to Chuck too often. His line of work required a lot of stamina, and washing clothes really wasn't all that strenuous. He closed his eyes and took a little nap.

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When Chuck woke up, he glanced over at his watch, but did a double take when he saw what time it was. It was 5 o'clock! He had slept for 6 hours! His parents would be so pissed! He hopped up from his bed and ran out of his room, almost forgetting to lock the door. He was almost out of the bar when his friend Bobby Mac, the bartender, called over to him.

"Hey Chuck" He yelled, just as Chuck had his first foot out of the door.

"Bobby, I'm in a bit of a hurry! I'm late!" He said.

"Don't worry about it man. Your parents called 2 hours ago. They said to tell you not to even bother coming. The bathyspheres aren't in commission, and there's no way into Arcadia."

"Really?" Chuck said as he sat down at the bar. "I would have figured they would have had them working. Oh well. Guess we celebrate early"

Bobby Mac slid him a beer, then pulled up his tab. Chuck looked at it, surprised.

"This is usually the part where you say 'here have a fresh cold one on the house'. Plus, it's New Years Eve. Can't I have 1 free cold one?" Said Chuck

"Considering how many free ones I already give you when it's not a holiday, I'd say no. And besides, Bill's been checking up on the sales records and the register everyday. If he starts noticing how many don't match up, He'll come down on me hard. Then I'm out of a job, and guess who's paying my salary until I get a new one."

"Yeah yeah whatever." Chuck said taking a swig of his beer.

So Chuck stayed there and drank until Bobby's shift was up. Then he drank with Bobby too. And then more people started showing up, so Chuck drank with them too. By 11:30, Chuck was flat out drunk. He would have been cut off 3 hours ago, but it was New Years, and it was his sole duty as a citizen of Rapture to get as drunk as humanly possible. When he finally was cut off (an alcohol related death would probably shut McDonough's down) they took his money and shoved him up the steps, like a mother to a drowsy child who did not quite want to go to bed.

Bobby shoved Chuck into his room and closed the door. Chuck was left on his floor, where he laid for 20 more minutes. He would have lain there longer, but he heard gunshots. Even in his drunken state, he picked up his wrench and stumbled down the steps. He got down there and saw 3 men with Tommy guns in their hands. Without a thought in his mind he yelled "Hey! You there! Cease and desist the arms fire so that we may rest in piece!" But what actually came out of his mouth was "Ey choo assholes betta shoot da fuck fuck fucking fuck up 'fore I come over dar and beat choo with my fuckin hamma!" The confused men looked at each other, then opened fire on poor Chuck. In his drunken state, Chuck tripped and fell behind the bar, which covered him from the oncoming bullets. One of the men made the bad mistake of stepping behind the bar to finish him off, but was met by a wrench to the forehead, strategically placed by Chuck. In other words, He threw it at the guy in the middle of all the spinning ones. He picked up his wrench and threw it again, this time missing the man, but hitting the shelf above him and knocking all of the contents onto the man. He was knocked out instantly.

"Screw this I'm outta hear! No way in hell I'm dealing with this maniac!" Guy number 3 yelled. He sprinted out of the bar, leaving the door wide open.

"And yinz betta not eva fuckin try dat eva da fuck again, or I'll hit jas wit ma hamma!" Chuck yelled. He then proceeded to fall unconscious. He spent the rest of his night on the floor.

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Hey guys and girls, sorry for taking so long to update, it's been a pretty rough few weeks for me. Hopefully I update more often from now on.