Bat Country
Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2018 7:01 pm
((David Burn, continued from Falling to Pieces.))
David Burn was a fast walker. He always had been, really. This wasn't a problem, as much as it was that Jennifer was a slow follower. In and of itself, this wasn't a bad thin, it was just that Dave was also impatient. Frankly, nothing bored him as much as waiting for Jennifer to catch up, or having to slow down to walk at her speed.
Just wasn't him, y'know?
They hadn't really talked much on their way to wherever they were headed anyway, so Dave figured she wouldn't mind if he said he was going to scout ahead, or something like that. He didn't head that far off, just far enough so that he could walk at his own speed, and watch out for any asshat ready to jump them. Dave's mind drifted for a second. What even was an asshat anyway? Why would you even need one? Whatever, Dave was getting side-tracked. Needed to at least attempt to stay somewhat focused on not-dying.
Anyway, the thing was, with their current track record, the fact that he and Jennifer were going to run into someone eventually was pretty much a certainty at this point. Dave honestly hoped they would, in fact. Hopefully the skanky cheerleader and Megan. Dave hoped they were okay. He’d be seriously pissed if they went and got themselves killed the second they split up. So cliché.
Oh, and there was the fact that, y’know, he actually found himself hoping they didn’t die and stuff, but yeah.
The two of them approached a large building. Right, seemed as good a place to stop as any. Dave called back to Jen, told her that they were stopping there. It was probably a good place to rest. Probably. If not, well, fuck it, they'd rest there anyway.
Dave threw his bag to the floor, slumped down against the wall of the building, and waited for Jennifer to catch up.
David Burn was a fast walker. He always had been, really. This wasn't a problem, as much as it was that Jennifer was a slow follower. In and of itself, this wasn't a bad thin, it was just that Dave was also impatient. Frankly, nothing bored him as much as waiting for Jennifer to catch up, or having to slow down to walk at her speed.
Just wasn't him, y'know?
They hadn't really talked much on their way to wherever they were headed anyway, so Dave figured she wouldn't mind if he said he was going to scout ahead, or something like that. He didn't head that far off, just far enough so that he could walk at his own speed, and watch out for any asshat ready to jump them. Dave's mind drifted for a second. What even was an asshat anyway? Why would you even need one? Whatever, Dave was getting side-tracked. Needed to at least attempt to stay somewhat focused on not-dying.
Anyway, the thing was, with their current track record, the fact that he and Jennifer were going to run into someone eventually was pretty much a certainty at this point. Dave honestly hoped they would, in fact. Hopefully the skanky cheerleader and Megan. Dave hoped they were okay. He’d be seriously pissed if they went and got themselves killed the second they split up. So cliché.
Oh, and there was the fact that, y’know, he actually found himself hoping they didn’t die and stuff, but yeah.
The two of them approached a large building. Right, seemed as good a place to stop as any. Dave called back to Jen, told her that they were stopping there. It was probably a good place to rest. Probably. If not, well, fuck it, they'd rest there anyway.
Dave threw his bag to the floor, slumped down against the wall of the building, and waited for Jennifer to catch up.