Rolled 82 (1d100)

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You nursed that bottle of whiskey and the desert ranger covered the tab at the hotel you were staying at saying you should expect some company at some point soon. Before leaving with a purposeful stride. Honestly you don't like that guy very much...very intense and clearly unstable. Still understands the concept of following orders and can be reasoned with still if your skilled enough, but he's different from the other surviving vets you ran into. Something is burning inside that man and it ain't nothing good. Unlike the good old swamp ranger you like him. Even with his strange fondness for alligator graffiti on his armor and far too justice minded. Honestly someone like that should be long dead by now but alas with his skills...there is a reason why the man is a Ranger. Good guy.

But seeing the hotel room your staying at...and there being only one bed. You couldn't help start to sweat a little and take extra swig of whiskey. Especially with that knowing but teasing smile of hers. For your first time in your life you don't feel so safe. With other girls its easy...but with her...what a difficult woman.

Too bad your fresh out of trade goods(booze). You still have some skins to trade, but that's about it. No way you're giving up on your food supplies with an extra mouth to feed and you need those raw materials to process into meds or booze. You even managed to find some rare good stuff for an extra potent batch. Of course you were in a rush and making it special takes longer, so you haven't used it yet. Eh maybe you could find a job. Always something that needs fixing or shooting. Probably stick with the fixing as your own personal armory is awfully depleted at the moment. You could even take another walk to gather some materials might be tough to find anything nearby though as many others do so too unlike near your home.

What do?
>Get a job
>Trade for supplies(convert into what?)
>Go on a walk(survival)
>Tag along with Dr. Kristina
>Other?