The name's Nate. 22 years old. Beta of the Ricard pack
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You've gotta be kidding me! Why is this taking so long to heal?
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I just decided to go on rock climbing trip, do some harder stuff. I also went to visit an old friend while I was gone.
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I know, I know. But hey, I'm back now so there's not harm done, right?
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Oh come on, you've done the same thing to me before. At least I came back, right?
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I guess I just wasn't focused on when I'd get back. Just got wrapped up in the whole trip.
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It was that fun for you to forget about the town?
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I went on a rock climbing trip, took some time to see an old friend. Just needed to get away for a while.
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Where did you go?
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I almost forgot about this place. I should never go on vacation again.
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Nate smiled, shaking his head. "Yeah, okay." He didn't believe Tristan was like this all the time. It was almost impossible for someone to be like that all the time. Nate nodded and quickly moved to get what Tristan needed. After opening almost every drawer and cabinet to find the first aid kit, Nate quickly returned to the couch, crouching down next to Tristan. "It's stuff like this that makes me glad I'm a werewolf." He said mostly to himself as he handed the glass of water to the other man and opened the first aid kit. Nate wasn't totally sure what he was doing since Ryder usually handled any medical emergencies, but he was going to at least try.
"Which is never." He smirked. Sarcasm and ‘being mean’ was what he used to keep people away from him. He didn’t like the ideas of friends because they might backstab him and kill whatever or whoever left he cared about. He winced a little as he was put down on the couch, shifting his position so he could lie down. "Water and the first aid kit." He pursed his lips together. He didn’t like being needy but it was sort of necessary.
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For fun, you know, just letting off steam. The stuff was already half broken, figured I may as well finish the job.
And can I ask why did you break those things?
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Yeah, it was getting pretty lonely around the house. [finishes his route and jumps off onto the pad he set] I'm uh... I'm good. I've been keeping myself busy, trying not to think about stuff as much. I'm still upset about Penny and stuff, but I'm trying not to focus on it too much.
Lifes been good. I’m just glad to be back home. What about you, you seem very happy.
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Dope! [starts his climb up the wall] So what's up, Ryder? How's life?
Sure i’ll spot you man.
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Good. That's good, because I was really worried about you.
Yeah I am thanks.
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Nate simply shrugged, finding nothing wrong with it. "Yeah well, it's not that big of a deal. I'm sure you're a cool dude when you're not so sarcastic and mean." Nate said as he took the keys from Tristan and opened the door. He guided Tristan over to the couch and set him down gently. "Is there anything I can do to help? I'd feel terrible if I just left you like this." Nate sat on the floor, not wanting to take up any room on the couch and gave him a small smile before tapping on the floor. He just wanted to help, even though he knew Tristan would probably decline.
Tristan fought the urge to arch a brow at Nate when he said thank you. Was the witch really that annoying as to have a thank you when he shut up? “Yes, because nothing describes friends better than sexual encounters.” He rolled his eyes. He was practically a stranger —a stripper to Nate and that is what a friend is called? Strange generation… “Here..” He said quietly as he stuck his hand in his pocket, absently feeling for the metal. He slowly pulled them out and handed them to Nate.
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Hey, Cora. You just walk out in the woods? Is that a thing that people just do around here?
Nothing, just here, walking.
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Oh crap, I'm sorry dude. I totally forgot. At least you're here now though, right?
I thought you were going to invite me.
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