it wouldnβt be a good idea to talk about his escape from capri or any other thing that pestered his mind like a hungry animal. the mud on his hands and the dried blood on his torso did not let him consider to be close to anyone tonight.
βI donβt wanna go back to town
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Starter for @doomedhyde.
βItβs a long walk back to town, just get in the car, Galpinβ Oliver mumbled as he looked out of the window. It was in his nature to try and be helpful whenever he could be, so he saw no harm in offering.
βWhat are you doing out here anyway?β He asked.