miss my wife like a motherfucker
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@harpoons.bsky.social
YOU BROUGHT SUCH A DARKNESS TO MY HOME.
somethinβs in the air.
heβs hardly paid them any mind. theyβve been gathering all day. he figures thereβs something shiny in his shack somewhere that caught their eye.
all day long, crows have been gathering outside his window, cawing in parliament.
polishing his shotgun. yawn.
effectively has not left his cabin in weeks β he looks like shit, and feels worse.
oh. maybe, then. i dunno. havenβt seen a doctor.
Maybe I was asking if it was terminal.
he is quite literally going to retreat to his shack and cry to his dog after this.
do i look like someone with an alive wife? but i guess? i hardly go down there, why would i know? donβt even think i count as part of that settlement.
How the fuck'm I supposed to know that? Jesus wept. They let any damn lunatic in here, or just you?
. . . thatβs my fuckinβ dog, dipshit. her nameβs pockets. sheβs a good dog. youβd be surprised, though. those folks are messy. you just ( look like it, * ) fuck if i know.
Well, whatever you and your wife're up to's got nothin' t'do with my business. Ain't gonna make money just sittin' on my ass like y'all've done. What're you gettin' at?
figures. yeah, thatβs what i said too, few months ago. now iβve got this shack. the little lady liked it here, so i stayed. you look like a bounty hunter.
Faulkner. Never been Mister Anythin' in my life. 'Them folk,' anyway, I'm just passin' through. Bounty hunter, like you rightfully said.
oh. yer one of those bounty hunter types, huh? i stay in the mountains for a reason. i donβt intend on botherinβ most of you folks. dunno how iβm lookinβ at ya, mister.
...Hell, just don't give these folk a reason t'hire my services and you'll be fine. Don't lookit me like that, cmon...
[ heβs kind of just staring. blank. for a moment, his eyes give the illusion of vague disappointment. ]
(Well, that's knocked a good long laugh out of him. Christ.)
well, my maβs been dead for a while. yβwant me to put the gun down, then?
Old 'nuff not t'just hand shit over to any asshole wavin' a gun around. Ain't your mama taught you stranger danger yet?
donβt call me that. makes me feel old.
Huh. ...Sure y'were, boss.
you folks are too close to my property. i have a gun.
/ laziest graphic of my life tee bee h
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walking his dog. his gaze is kept focused on her. he figured it would be safest to walk her in the settlement, and he is regretting it.
oh. huh. i should go home.