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After splashing a little water on his face, rinsing out his mouth, and combing through his hair Jacob felt a little more human. His back still ached a little, but he would live. He grabbed his jacket and put on his shoes before heading downstairs. It was strange how normal he felt. All it took was a little social interaction and a well made dinner. That wasn't exactly easy to come by and so Jacob was actually grateful for the experience. He was on his way into the kitchen when Vince and Carl came through the front door. Ash's stuff was still upstairs which meant she hadn't just up and left him. He thought maybe she was with the other woman.<br/>
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"How'd you sleep?" Carl asked before tossing back a bottle of water. He smacked his lips, marveling at the glass bottle as though it were the finest whiskey. At this point, clean water that wouldn't kill you was just as revered. Though Jacob would bet that if you put both in front of a man, he'd be more inclined to choose the latter.<br/>
"Uhh great. A bit tight, but I suppose that's more my problem with my selected partner."<br/>
"You're a bit tall, so it's not surprising."<br/>
"Ash seemed fine though. I mean I really cant complain, I haven't slept in a bed in a while. Thank you again for –"<br/>
"You've thanked us enough." Vince said with a. wave of his hand. Jacob chuckled, bashful for only a second. The men came in with two sacks, the bottoms caked with blood and mud. The shotgun was perched along Vince's shoulder before he placed it against the wall.<br/>
"What you hunting?" Carl and Vince shared a look. Jacob wasn't sure if he did want them to tell him the truth, but something suggested it best he keep his nose out of their business.<br/>
"We'll be heading into the Square a little later this afternoon if you and your uh lady friend want to join. "<br/>
"That sounds good, we were actually thinking about looking around." He needs to find Ash first. Maybe they could go back to check on the car and see if it was still salvageable. The rain had stopped by now of course, nothing but bright clear blue skies and that earthy smell in the air.<br/>
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