Mick was busy adjusting his big belt buckle on his tight faded blue jeans as he walked into the communal area, looking around for others. His leather boots making a jingling noise with the spurs attached at the heel. He felt a little silly dressed up but then he did have the hat and boots already so made a good cowboy. For once he'd left his guitar safely back in it's case under his bed because cowboys didn't have electric guitars, did they? Instead, he had two prop guns holstered at either side of his hips slung on a bullet belt.
"I hope I don't look like a bloody fool wearing this get-up."
Mick mumbling to himself because Weird had told him to go as a cowboy along with Hans. It couldn't be that bad could it? The jeans were a bit on the snug side and he hoped he didn't split the seams when he sat down.
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Mick coming dressed as a cowboy (don't laugh)
Date: 2023-10-26 07:05 pm (UTC)"I hope I don't look like a bloody fool wearing this get-up."
Mick mumbling to himself because Weird had told him to go as a cowboy along with Hans. It couldn't be that bad could it? The jeans were a bit on the snug side and he hoped he didn't split the seams when he sat down.