Under the blanket that Goodnight had flung on him, Bokyung snorted at Goodnight swearing and rustling about down by the creek. He was far enough away that his quiet laughter was only for himself. He couldn't understand the words that Goodnight was saying, but he understood the tone well enough.
There was no putting off getting up now. He slid off the blanket and folded it, and then headed for the trees to take a piss while Goodnight kept swearing at his horse.
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Date: 2016-11-16 05:45 am (UTC)There was no putting off getting up now. He slid off the blanket and folded it, and then headed for the trees to take a piss while Goodnight kept swearing at his horse.