Mick pressed the trigger again and unleash a torrent of fire on a poor little oak tree not far from him because it's easier to focus all that hurt and pain on something easy. Something that doesn't feel. He's hurting and he's angry, he hates himself so much right now for caving and saying any of that. What was he thinking?
It was clear that he'd been out here for a while, several trees were just burn husks now and there were many empty bottles laying around... which might account for all this sudden honesty on a public game of word association. He can't deal with Leonard right now, can't even look at him. It's too much. He lowered his gun instead and watched the tree burn slowly.
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Mick pressed the trigger again and unleash a torrent of fire on a poor little oak tree not far from him because it's easier to focus all that hurt and pain on something easy. Something that doesn't feel. He's hurting and he's angry, he hates himself so much right now for caving and saying any of that. What was he thinking?
It was clear that he'd been out here for a while, several trees were just burn husks now and there were many empty bottles laying around... which might account for all this sudden honesty on a public game of word association. He can't deal with Leonard right now, can't even look at him. It's too much. He lowered his gun instead and watched the tree burn slowly.