December 04, 2019 · 10:38 AM
@Nat
Several hours following this thread
Several hours following this thread
After Natalie had found herself a meal and a place to pass out, Dante had wrapped her up in a blanket and hauled her out of the woods. Whatever carcass she had felled had tempted him like the devil, compounding all the stress and relief from the last hour or two. He'd have to make it up to himself the next day or so, something to make peace with his indignant beast. It didn't seem interested in his attempts to convey that things were better this way.
He'd driven back home, and toted one unconscious burrito-wrapped progeny into his apartment. He made no attempt to dress her, but instead laid her down in his unmade bed, draped a shirt and a pair of sweatpants that would all be undoubtedly too big for her on his bed, and left her alone. He was going to have to get some women's clothing in his home for instances like this.
By the time the girl roused from her sleep, Dante would have dinner made with what odds and ends he had in his meager kitchen - four half-priced steaks, warmed up green beans out of cans, instant mashed potatoes from a box. It was no five-star dinner, but it would be good enough. In any case, it had his stomach growling before it was even done.
Wehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh