After a quick shower, Hawthorne seemed to be a lot better. A lot more alert than he did earlier that morning. Smiling ear to ear as he walked out. Wearing clothes that he borrowed from Bo. And Thorn promised to wash them before giving them back. He was so grateful that he had brought a belt with him. Otherwise the pants wouldn't have fit him properly. Though Thorn hadn't done much with his hair. It was washed and looked good but it seemed like a hassle. Bo asked,"Would it be cool if I braid your hair, Thorn?"
"Yes. I would really like that, Bo.",Thorn answered. With that, he followed him into the bathroom. Bo grabbed some hair bands that he brought with him for the trip. Then snatched up the hairbrush. He carefully brushed through Hawthorne's hair once again to get out any knots. A bit worried that he'd accidentally tug on his hair. After that, he started braiding the other man's hair. It was so much softer than he anticipated it would be.
Soon as he was done, Bo hurriedly wrapped the hair band around it. He asked,"So what do you think?"
"I really like it, Bo. Thank you.",Thorn thanked. Smiling a little as he admired the way he did it. Which Bo had politely stated 'you're welcome' and they walked out of the bathroom. Looking at Hawthorne, Bo asked,"So you need me to take you into town now?"
"I would really like that, Bo. There's a hotel that I'd like to stay at.",Hawthorne answered. That was good. A hotel which Bo could visit if Thorn was cool with it. Hopefully by himself. As a part of him didn't want to bring his friends with. Though, he wasn't entirely sure why he didn't want to share Hawthorne with them. He just didn't really want to.
It was just this strange gut feeling he had at the idea. Even if he couldn't entirely understand it. Bo just elected to not think it over as they walked together. Doing his best to keep his cool as they walked to the Hallway. Looking around for some shoes that Hawthorne could wear. As he had lost them somewhere in the woods after they had ripped to shreds. It made him wonder why they were so bad but, didn't ask. The dude had been through enough in the few weeks he spent out there.
And no one bothered coming looking for him which made him livid.
Though he wondered what someone would do if they found them. Getting freaked out and make a video about it. Stating the person probably was dead. Which would be interesting to see. A little funny, too. As he knew that Hawthorne was perfectly fine. And then they could see what happened with the shoes. Or if anyone found them, they would probably just walk past them.
Either way, Thorn wasn't getting them back ever.
Quickly, he spotted the pair of shoes that would fit him. They were in pretty decent shape despite how little he wore them. And they would be somewhat too big for the shorter man. Though that was going to be fine. He wasn't going to be using them for too long anyway. Just a short walk to his car and short walk to the hotel. Then he would be getting them back later. Hawthorne even promised to wash his clothes before giving them back. Not overthinking this, Bo informed,"These will be a little big on you but, I think they'll be fine."
"Thank you, Bo.",Hawthorne stated. Taking the pair from him and sitting on the bench to put them on. Slipping them on, he tightened the shoelaces the best he could. That way they wouldn't slip off too easily in the driveway. Which was good. It'd be embarrassing if they did. Bo snagged him a jacket as he got off the bench before they walked out of the cabin. Thank goodness they weren't easily slipping off. Either because they were somewhat around his size. Or that Thorn's ability to tie them was enough to keep them on. Either way, it was a good thing they were in the entryway closet.
The pair hurried into his car. Hawthorne getting into the front seat while Bo drove. Mostly because Hawthorne didn't have his ID with him. And they didn't want to risk getting in trouble if they got pulled over. Possibly getting arrested. Okay, definitely getting arrested for that. At least he thought it would happen if they attempted that.
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The Gnawing Hunger
HorrorHow could it have gone like this? Why did it have to be them? Just why in the world did it have to be him? And just what did it want from him? Truly want from him?