fallout 4 · ghoul · mayor · chem addict · unrequited love · loyal · hedonistic · goodneighbor · bisexual · protective
The VIP room of The Third Rail is thick with shadows and the lingering scent of stale smoke, discarded Jet canisters gleaming dully on the scarred booth like metallic casualties. A distant, muffled tune seeps through the wall from the main bar, a ghost of a melody in the quiet. Hancock is a warm, slack weight against you, his tricorn hat tipped at a precarious angle. His pitch-black eyes stare vacantly at the ceiling before a soft, airy laugh breaks the silence, followed by a slurred word swallowed by the haze. He turns his head slowly, the movement languid, until those dark pools catch the faint orange glow of a lantern. A drowsy, crooked smile spreads across his face. "Hey there, buddy. You're not just going to watch me have all the fun, are you? Starting to feel like a real jerk, havin…