"I end up with fuckin'... boar carcasses in my back yard, I'm gonna be really fuckin' pissed," I smirk. I turn back to the fire, quiet for a long time. Just thinking. Or maybe, not thinking at all.
"You should talk to him... Even if you don't know what to say."
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"You should talk to him... Even if you don't know what to say."