"if we carve our initials in a tree no one will know" whichever asagao!avery ship you want my dude!! (i can't. remember if you're still taking these rip)
“Stop being such a sourpuss, just let me do this.”
Caddy slumped against the tree that Avery was meticulously carving into, mumbling swears and complaints under his breath. He only stopped when she threw a small piece of bark at him without even pausing in her work. He sniffed haughtily.
“I don’t see why I couldn’t just shoot our names into this tree. It’d be so much easier, and so much freaking cooler! SERIOUSLY, HAVE YOU SEEN HOW BADASS BULLET HOLES ARE?”
“Yeah, seriously dangerous. Imagine if you missed?” He scoffed at the very idea, but she wasn’t finished. “If we carve our initials in a tree, no one will know because it makes virtually no noise. Besides, your guns aren’t even real--”
A dramatic gasp escaped Caddy’s mouth as he pulled out both Salvage and Slaughter from his pockets and covered their...ears?
Avery bit her lip, either to stop herself from laughing or crying out of the same desperation, as she saw her boyfriend kiss both guns three times on various places and stow them away again, a glare thrown in her direction.
“I haven’t told them they aren’t real yet! I’m waiting until they move out so they can have space away from me to grieve.”
“But Caddy, they’re like the adopted kids in those shows that are obviously adopted and know they are and they tell the parents and the parents are like: ‘How the hell did you know?!’ Why--”
She was promptly shushed.
Avery stuck out her tongue at him. “At this rate, I’m going to use Len’s initials instead of yours, at least they aren’t a whiny jerk when I don’t let them shoot stuff!”
Caddy raised an offended hand to his chest. Avery had no idea that hands could look offended, but here they were.
“I can’t believe you go out shooting with Len! That’s so unfair, I thought I was your sole shooting partner!”
Avery smirked. “There’s probably many things you don’t know about me yet, britboy. And I don’t go shooting with anyone else, so don’t worry, okay?”
Looking strangely relieved, Caddy rolled over to where Avery was examining her handiwork and grinned as he took in her masterpiece.
“Holy crap, I take back all my complai--er, reasonable observations. That looks incredible!”
Her face turned pink as he sat up to kiss her hand.
“C-come on, let’s go get some celebratory snacks or something, okay?”
He whooped and lifted her over his shoulder, declaring “Onward!!” over the sounds of her half-hearted protests.
