"I have one," Bokyung growled, frowning deeply as he shoved the canteen back at Goodnight. He did not appreciate being treated like he wasn't an adult, like he hadn't been out in the frontier for years, like he couldn't take care of himself. It was one thing to be arrested by the man. It was another to be patronized while it was happening.
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Date: 2016-11-14 05:54 am (UTC)