“Hrmph…. !.... Damn bro, sun’s up already?”

The sunlight coming from a crack in the tinted windows just awoken Guthar, still a little drunk after last night's heavy partying, he remembers what happened. Having finished recording their final song for their latest album; him and the rest of the Scorching Turrets started celebrating when they were still at the recording studio before deciding to move the party downtown to their favorite bar. The crowd went wild once they saw the popular metal punk band arriving at the place called The Fifth Call. Guthar and his boys were so amped up that they ended up doing an impromptu performance that lasted until sunrise. It's been only a couple hours since the place shut down. The groggy orc barely slept at all before his own stomach woke him up demanding food; he's usually grumpy when he just wakes up, but still riding on last night's buzz, he can't help but to crack a smile as he sees his manager arriving at the place looking for him and the boys. The goblin seems distressed as he mentions he's been looking for them all night after they left the studio. Guthar is spacing out as he keeps on blabbering on and on, his stomach’s growling louder than the little guy’s ranting.

“Heh *hic*, wanna get some late breakfast bro? I'll listen to you after I get some grub…”

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Thank you   PPanDoGG / Twitter for giving my orc Guthar a chance in the spotlight.