@nyctxphobic
“ That must’ve hurt. “
Drayton had just left the room to finish up what he was cooking in the kitchen. Bubba was hunched over, a futile attempt to make himself seem smaller. It was bad enough whenever his brother yelled, but he always felt...worse when it was in front of living....”guests”. Bubba clutched the handle of his chainsaw, glancing up from under his mask at their most recent catch. He straightened slightly and shook his head furiously, murmuring in his own way, No, it didn’t hurt. Happens all the time, he was used to it.
Drayton yelled from the other room again, demanding him to set the table for dinner and get ready. Bubba set his weapon aside and took some extra rope from the wall to further secure their guest.
