Come Feed the Rain

Thomas' half of the bedroom can be diplomatically described as a pigsty. It could accurately be described as the aftermath of a battlefield. Clothes piled on every conceivable surface as if they'd dragged themselves from the horror that was The Dresser and laid themselves down to die whenever their strength left them.

There were only three things Thomas knew the exact location of in his room.

1) The knife within arm's reach of his bed.
2) The five bottles of beer, Mac's best, hidden in the back of his drawers.
3) The single piece of cream parchment tucked into a non-descript envelope, piled under the pseudo-mess of his dresser top.

( And it was only the last one he would kill to keep hidden. )

[[For game purposes, no one knows of this, at least not yet]]