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"As long as you didn't gamble of our money away," She teased, Twister easing into a slow trot before Rowan made him walk. |
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"I spent like 50 dollars" he gave her a shrug as they approached the store. "The bartender said she would gimmie a discount but hell I can't remember shi" he dismounted Feather leaving him tied. |
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Rowan gave him a sideways glance when he said the bartender would give him a discount, figuring she was probably just desperate. Hell, Rowan would be too if Benjamin walked in alone so, she couldn't blame her too much. She tied Twister, walking inside beside Ben. |
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Benjamin grabbed a couple snacks, he saw an old "Wanted" picture of him that was placed there 3 years ago when he was 18. He grabbed it chuckling, "look how chopped I was" he handed her the paper before walking towards the liquor section. |
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"Yeesh, you were real ugly then." She agreed, grabbing a flask off the shelf as well as a pack of jerky. |
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Benjamin chuckled at her comment, he grabbed some whiskey before heading to the cashier. He looked at Rowan, "You ready?" He asked while placing his items down. |
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"Yep," She muttered, placing her two things down, sliding a bill from her pocket to the cashier, grabbing them before walking out. |
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Benjamin followed her outside, "So we headed back to camp?" He put his snacks and whiskey in a pouch as he swung a leg over getting onto Feather. |
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"I mean, yeah, we could. We've still got all day that we can just do whatever," She noted, putting the flask and jerky in seperate pouches, grabbing the maps and sticking them in her pockets. |
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"all day eh?" He gave her a slight smirk as Feather started walking. Benjamin grabbed a bag that he bought, he opened his chips and began to munch. Feather held his head low looking exhausted, the gelding kept his stride big and smooth. |
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Warming, with Sleet and Heavy Icing
