Adam knew that he could probably be hurting Ronan, but this place always brought out the worst in him. He didn't acknowledge his words, only quietly thankful that Ronan had still listened to him about removing the sweater. He continued the trek down the dirt road of the park proper, throwing his hood up over his head. Seeing Ronan in his Aglionby sweater would be a giveaway if anyone saw him walking through and Robert asked. Seeing Adam would have the news come surely even if Robert inquired or not.
The lights were off in the trailer, no car visible in sight, and Adam knew that she wasn't there. Was she working still? He had no way of knowing, but he wasn't planning to stick around long enough to find out.
As they approached, wild barking came out from beneath the flooring of Adam's double-wide, taking his mind off the mission even as an object darted out toward them. The object slowed before it bowled into either of them, and Adam's anger and fear nearly broke. "Gunnar?" His voice cracked as the dog pranced around in front of him, yapping happily. He almost dropped the box just to hug the dog, but he remembered before it was too late the contents. Instead he kept walking, trying to fight tears as the dog kept loping between both Adam and Ronan, sick with happiness at seeing them. He looked around until eventually he saw the dog's bowls, one for food, one for water, and both woefully empty, hidden within the tall grass that grew around the trailer.
He placed the box there, next to the dishes, and Gunnar took it as his cue to pounce on Adam, licking at him happily. Adam in turn hugged the dog fiercely, pressing his face into the dog's neck. "I missed you, boy."
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The lights were off in the trailer, no car visible in sight, and Adam knew that she wasn't there. Was she working still? He had no way of knowing, but he wasn't planning to stick around long enough to find out.
As they approached, wild barking came out from beneath the flooring of Adam's double-wide, taking his mind off the mission even as an object darted out toward them. The object slowed before it bowled into either of them, and Adam's anger and fear nearly broke. "Gunnar?" His voice cracked as the dog pranced around in front of him, yapping happily. He almost dropped the box just to hug the dog, but he remembered before it was too late the contents. Instead he kept walking, trying to fight tears as the dog kept loping between both Adam and Ronan, sick with happiness at seeing them. He looked around until eventually he saw the dog's bowls, one for food, one for water, and both woefully empty, hidden within the tall grass that grew around the trailer.
He placed the box there, next to the dishes, and Gunnar took it as his cue to pounce on Adam, licking at him happily. Adam in turn hugged the dog fiercely, pressing his face into the dog's neck. "I missed you, boy."