「 spill your emotions right into my hands 」 — mandatory meeting 2.3.2019
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JUST STANDING WAITING FOR THE PUNCHES
Tomorrow hadn't been there to see the body, or hear about the death. Hearing the words announced by Hayley rattled him; someone had come up the mountain and killed one of their own, just like that? Anybody could be next; it could be one of the children or teenagers, or Hayley or anybody else. He felt like he couldn't breath for about thirty solid seconds as it sunk in, and he nodded to Hayley's new rule about staying armed.

He always kept his machete on him, but that wouldn't do anything against someone with a gun unless he got the drop on them. He'd have to check Flintlock's arsenal for a proper weapon; he didn't want a shotgun, it was too messy with the bullets and he wanted something more precise, potentially something he could hunt game with if needed.

Tomorrow glanced at the new joiners, offering them all a shaky smile. "It's not always this bad, promise." Tomorrow said softly. Flintlock had been relatively calm up until now, he hoped this wasn't the start of more violence.

"I... Yes, of course. I'd be happy to take up the position, Hayley." Tomorrow said softly, surprised at being offered a higher position. He supposed he'd been around for a while, but he'd always been temporary; maybe it was the adrenaline of the situation, maybe he wasn't thinking correctly, but he'd do his best in his new position. Brendan also got promoted, which wasn't too surprising considering how much Hayley trusted Brendan.


'cus it don't make a difference anyway
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