"You should have seen him! Droolin' like some rapid dog."
"Shut up, Marston." Bill quickly snapping at John's free will of a mouth. Each of them with a beer in their hand sitting across from each other of the poker table. Javier at one side, Sean at the other.
"I thought he was gunna start whimperin', beggin'.." He continues on as if Bill could even shut him down. The other two interested in this story a bit more then he would want. "You ain't saw nothin'. I just thought I saw someone from my past, is all..." Trying to save his hide but John saw right through it. John chuckles and continues on.
"You was and you still are." Feet resting under the table now flat on the ground, ready to leave this conversation. "Aye, so you got yourself a wee ole crush now, do ya? Blonde beauty, or a fiery red head?" A scoff, chuckle soon after. Sean's mouth was more trouble then John could be. Least the boy could be quiet after this moment but Sean? No he'll make sure the whole camp knows.
"This ain't worth my damn time." Finally having enough, Bill moves from the table and heads to another box of beer. Finishing one quickly just to start another and making his way far from the others towards the back of the house. The boys laughing in the distance and changing conversation soon after.