Re: Chapter 2 - The Calm Before the Storm
Fletch grins. "Well, it makes it kinda hard to relay... Relay. Reeeeelay. I like the way this rolls off the tongue. See?" He slaps his hands together. "Can't tell a straight story for shit right now. But yeah, I think it's something personal... But shit. Here I am babbling all about myself and shit, and you had a hard day as well. Night, actually. Maybe... It's been a hard day's night," he suddenly bursts out in a terrible singing voice, and I've been working like a dog." As Bubba starts howling, Fletch bursts out laughing. "Damn, I miss this. Drowning all the shit in a few glasses of whiskey. I haven't been happy since... well, since I got stuffed in a hole." His eyes stare into the distance for a moment, and his hands curls into fists.