Chavez held up a cup, his face painted black and white, like a skull.
"We've come to a place where we're lost, no?" Chavez asked.
"When an Indian is lost, he must reach into the spirit world to find a way. On the spirit road, he'll be shown a sign." Chavez continued.
"This is the way to the spirit world. We're all lost right now, but I'll find us the way." Chavez spoke than took a sip from his cup.
"Oh, jeez, Chavez. That's all we need. Some more of your red -a** Navajo mambo jahambo." Steve continued.
"We're running out of time here, Chavez." Steve said.
Chavez hissed at Steve making me smirk.
"Is that any good?" Charley asked.
William drank from it and started coughing, he went to hand it to me and I shook my head.
"Charley what is that?"
"Peyote." He replied.
Doc drank and grinned softly, Charley took it and took whiff, winced and drank exhaling as it went down his throat. "Dick" Charley held up the cup in his face.
Instead of Richard taking it Steve did he picked it up for a moment before sipping, grunting softly like Doc had done.
"I don't get how you guys can drink after each other that's beyond me." I said making them laugh.
As everyone had there share of drink besides Mary, they continued to sit around the fire but the guys wanted Mary to sing them songs and what not so she agreed to it them joining in once a while.
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Young Guns (won't continue)
AventuraSo I will most likely be writing a new one since this is kinda old and if I ever get into editing it then I'll do that and maybe continue it but for now I'll be creating a new one so keep a heads up for that!:)
