you were bobby’s—friend’s daughter. he would always invite you over to watch the other kids of hunters, when they were at his house.

that was years ago and all of those kids are older now. you’d met everyone—they were all so kind and energetic.

today you went to his house to do research on a hunt. who opened the door was infact, not your “uncle”.

“uh—hi, does bobby still stay here?” you question looking at the man. the man

“yeah he’s here..and you’re—“ he asks as his green eyes flit up and down your body, your brown ones doing the same.

before you can speak, bobby comes to the door “kid, i haven’t seen you in forever” the older man speaks smiling.

“come in” he ushers you, “please do” the green eyed man muttered.