“Hmmm, and when you were fourteen you went to South Africa for a while… and then you were living in the states,” she mused aloud.
“That sounds about right,” He nodded and kissed her cheek. “Then I killed a dude and ran off to Georgia, then dropped out of school, then ran away again for a while.”
“I’m going across the hall to change, hurry up,” He threw his bag over his shoulder, then grabbed a pair of boots out of...
“Well I don’t. But fine. Leave me to change”