Sep 19, 2025
“Pesky ‘Letskyyyy, ya wouldn’t mind sparin’ a chicken leg with ya buddy pal, Chance, now would ya?” The said man grinned as he hooked an arm around the other’s shoulder and patted the other one with another hand.
Shedletsky flinched a little at the sudden contact, but then upon hearing the question snorted in response. Oh that was not something he was asked everyday though he had a sneaking suspicion as to why they had asked about it. “Let me guess,” he started as he rolled his eyes, patting their back with his hand. “Gun blew up on you again and you couldn’t find the medkit?”
