old faithful | runner
Leckie brought us cans of food. Most people got cherries but I got peaches. Runner had been sitting over a log, emptying his stomach for the past thirty minutes. A few minutes after I finished my can of peaches, I started to feel a bit queasy. I let out a groan before running over near Runner. I crouch down and begin to throw up. "Woah-ho-oh! Holy shit! Peaches. Your new name is Peaches." He gasps. "Fuck you." I chuckle through my sickness. "Love you too." He laughs.
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It had been around an hour of waiting in the same area. Runner was still sitting on the log. "How's it hanging, ol' faithful?" I smirk, sitting down next to him on the log. "Nothing much. How bout you, Peaches?" He chuckles, taking a drag from his smoke. "Just hanging out with you." I reply, stealing his smoke. "I suppose that's all you need. Now give that back." He orders, taking the smoke back. "Hey, y/l/n! Runner! Get off your ass and come help us over here!" Bill Leyden shouts. "Well, you better hurry up." I smirk, patting Runner on his back before walking over to the group.
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