“Hey.”
“Mmmm?”
“Why are we like this?”
Caleb paused. His hand lingered under a line of text as he looked up from his reading and frowned at the man on the log beside him.
“Excuse me?”
Fjord leaned back and ran a hand through his hair. In the darkness of night, illuminated only by the the faint glow of the campfire, his expression was almost unreadable.
“I was just…I was just wonderin’,” Fjord sighed. “Why it is, that…out of everyone in the group, after all the time we’ve spent together, we just can’t get along?”
Okay so like I love how you write and stuff, so tbh if you wrote a little melancholy thing between Fjord and Caleb or something, not necessarily shippey, but like just talking emotions or something by the fire during their night watch I’d probably die thanksssss
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