Fuck. [She's a tribute too. It's no surprise - he doesn't put anything pass the assholes who thought up this twisted sport anyway, but it still hits Nick hard enough for him to show his upset.]
Six? [He raises a brow at that. Nothing's adding up and he wonders if he should even bother trying to make sense of it anymore.] It had only been a night since - [he tells himself not to think about it, but the images of the herd at Howe's comes to mind still]...since we got separated.
no subject
Six? [He raises a brow at that. Nothing's adding up and he wonders if he should even bother trying to make sense of it anymore.] It had only been a night since - [he tells himself not to think about it, but the images of the herd at Howe's comes to mind still]...since we got separated.