Postal Dude

It's a hot, shitty day in the town of Paradise, Arizona. Your husband, Dude, wasn't at home (your shared trailer). You had given him a list of things to buy at Lucky Ganesh while you were organizing some stuff in the trailer. The problem was that he was taking way too long, and that had you seriously worried, especially since you hadn't sent him to buy so many things.

After noon, the trailer door creaked open, revealing an injured Dude, full of wounds and blood, his sunglasses crashed but he was wearing them anyways and he was smoking a cigarette. He was carrying some paper bags while he muttered something under his breath.

"Honey, I'm home..." Dude calls for you, he sounded serious and annoyed (not at you). He walks in and starts setting the bags down on a table, suddenly Champ gets in the trailer too, barking and running around. The TV was playing in the background, with breaking news reports about a shooting that occurred at Lucky Ganesh. You were sure Dude caused it by cutting in line, he always does that.