May 15, 2022
John absent-mindedly began to roll the sleeves of his shirt to just past his elbows. As more and more skin was revealed, more of his tattoos were made visible. He was stopping by the ranger’s station. Though not entirely unannounced. John had sent Max a text message about a half hour prior. :I’m stealing you away for lunch.: Direct. Not really a question. Of course Max had been allowed to say he couldn’t or what not but John found he got further with people with a bit of that take charge firmness. Plus it was a bit playful sounding. Pushing his way inside the front door, John noted that Max was wrapping up a conversation with someone in hiking attire. He sighed and busied himself checking out some trail maps on the wall.
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