[Great, more snow is just what he needed. With a reasonable stockpile of food squirrelled away in one corner of the tent, Killua figures this guy isn’t just going to leave. Admittedly, it’s more than enough for two people.]
...Stuff.
[Stuff. That’s not encouraging at all. The guy clearly has a belt or 50 to spare, but how helpful are those going to be?
Fuck it, he’s letting out all the warm air just standing there anyway. Begrudgingly, Killua motions for Haseo to get his ass in the tent before the storm picks up again.]
Keep your belts. I’ll let you stay under one condition– after the storm ends, you’re carrying all of this back to town... wherever the hell it is.
[Guess what also burnt up along with the blanket? Killua's only map. The next few days should be fun.]
no subject
...Stuff.
[Stuff. That’s not encouraging at all. The guy clearly has a belt or 50 to spare, but how helpful are those going to be?
Fuck it, he’s letting out all the warm air just standing there anyway. Begrudgingly, Killua motions for Haseo to get his ass in the tent before the storm picks up again.]
Keep your belts. I’ll let you stay under one condition– after the storm ends, you’re carrying all of this back to town... wherever the hell it is.
[Guess what also burnt up along with the blanket? Killua's only map. The next few days should be fun.]