@fuckedhorror sent: you’re gettin’ lost. ( from Aaron )
tim'll admit that being on the roof of a ranch town bar isn't exactly the place you expect to see someone, but it was the place with the best sightlines in the area and he was feeling jumpy, needed to be able to see the whole area around him. "nah, just about where i mean to be." he had looked back, nearly jumping out of his fucking skin at the sound of someone approaching, but it was aaron so he managed to clinch his hands, keep himself mostly still.
"unless you mean," and he stops, not finding the words so he lifts a hand to point to his head. "but that's fine, didn't bring my rifle."












