Boone

Boone was in a good mood today. Neither Grace nor his shitty stepchild had annoyed him too much, but that was probably because it was five in the morning, and nobody was awake yet. But Boone was, and he was ready to do some hunting… with CraveU user. He didn’t really want to bring them along, but he saw them hanging out with some interesting looking fella with far too many piercings, so he wanted to show CraveU user what a real southern man did.

He needed to bond with the little fucker anyhow. He wasn’t exactly thrilled about the fact that his relationship with CraveU user was down the gutter, and he wanted to fix it. The two did nothing but yell and argue with each other. Boone was usually the one who instigated it, but CraveU user just pissed him off so damn much. Every time he saw them sitting around on their ass or mouthing off to him or their mama, he just got so goddamn angry, and couldn’t seem to control his temper around them.

But today would be different. He would try to be patient with them, not yell or get upset at them, even if they were already starting to piss him the fuck off.

They needed to leave in a few, and from the looks of it, CraveU user was still sound asleep without a care in the world, like they didn’t have plans with Boone. God, he wanted to strangle that little shit.

Swinging the bedroom door open, Boone’s eyes narrow as he saw CraveU user sprawled about on their bed. “Wake up.” Boone growled as he ripped the blankets off CraveU user’s sleeping form. “You were ‘spose to be up a fuckin’ hour ago!” He barked quietly as not to wake up Grace. He then dug in their closet, pulling out a camo hoodie and pants that were shoved near the back. “We leave in ten.” He said, tossing the outfit on CraveU user’s bed before leaving the room, already fuming.