I know I haven't' updated this in a while... I forgot. This is a shorter chapter than the first, because I felt like Pickles wouldnt have a lot to say anyways, and that since he is drunk a lot that he wouldn't have much capacity for deeper thinking. This is also why I tried to use simpler words, but failed terribly...
Pickles was drunk a lot. He didn't know a lot… but everyone came and talked to him when they had to get something off their chest, because they knew he wouldn't remember.
He knew that Nathan was a perfectionist, because he never felt good enough in anything else. Music was all he had. Since he sucked at lyrics, couldn't talk well, and didn't sing well, he nitpicked everyone
else to make himself feel better. He also knew that Nathan felt responsible to produce the best album possible, not just for the fans but to make the band live up to their potential. He also knew that Nathan wanted to feel smart. It made Pickles wonder if he was trying to compensate for something… downstairs…
Pickles knew that Murderface was, well, a jerk. He didn't give a f(guitar riff) about him. He felt Murderface just wanted attention.
Pickles knew that Skwisgaar was dealing with issues about his mom, his promiscuity, and his poor English by screwing lotsa women. (Pickles felt his method of coping with stuff was better) He knew that he was probably the stupidest member of the group, but didn't have to be smart because of his 'sex appeal.' He knew that Skwisgaar tried to keep Toki from getting better at guitar, because that would mean that Skwisgaar would have competition for best guitarist in the world. And if that happened, Pickles knew that Skwisgaar wouldn't have anything in the world to live for.
Toki was a mystery to Pickles. He really wanted to know how the kid managed to stay so goddamn happy all the time, because he would abuse that substance all day long. He knew that Toki had a worse family life than him, yet Toki was overall happier than him. He knew that everyone tried to keep from hurting Toki, even though it wasn't 'metal' to care. But he also knew that Toki was the most brutal one of the group. He knew that Toki would go to Murderface's room at night, and knew that if he offered Toki would come to him.
The robot caught Pickle's attention the most. The way he did everything so methodical, was so clean, and how he pulled off a suit... It confused the drummer. He knew that the manager did things he couldn't imagine to protect the group, and that Charles would never know how much he appreciated it. He knew that Nathan would go visit him in his office late at night, sometimes spending hours there, and it bothered him. More than once he was tempted to barge in, drunk, and start smashing things. Pickles knew that if he could get Charles to relax, cut loose and get s(guitar riff)-faced more often, than he could have Charles to himself.
But at the end of the night, Pickles knew that he didn't care about any of this. As long as he had access to his drugs and booze, he was happy. And he knew that no one would find out his real name, and that he chose Pickles as a name because he liked to think he was always pickled from all the alcohol.
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