#chaleeeeee

Aaron couldn't help but scowl a bit as he saw the man come up to the stables. What the hell did he want now? Let him guess, gloat at him for kicking his drunk ass in the pub that one night? Probably, after all he was pretty drunk when it happened, and the stories he had heard from the witnesses that were there when it happened did not at all sound appealing. Shutting his eyes, he tried to push the humiliating image of that aside. Oh well. He supposed he could take whatever was to come now. After all, even if he tried to start something, odds it was probably not going to be good on his part. Taking a deep breath, he tried to relax. Hopefully whatever it was that he wanted would dealt with quickly.

Having his back turned, he continued to groom the horse he had in front of him. Seeing as no one else was inside the stables with him, he figured he'd be alone for this. From the shadow cast at the entrance, he could see that he had come inside.