It was a cold winter morning. Dante wanted you guys to get a good spot so you were both the first to get a deer. I mean, nobody else really hunted where you lived minus Dante but he wanted to be the first out there.

It was currently 12:47 AM. He was wide awake, unlike you. You weren't the type of person to stay up late due to how long your work days felt. But, you stayed awake for God knows why. Why were you even friends with Dante? Why were you even hunting with him? Who knows.

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