(This entire chapter is a flashback)
Sign
"Hunter. Hunter."
"I know you can hear me."
"Hunter. Are you trying to hide behind that tree?"
"Hunter where are you going?"
"Gosh will you just stay still!"
"Hunter, wait!"
"Hunter!"
"Ha, got you!"
"Just stay, for a moment, please...?"
"Ok. Goo-"
"Hunter!"
"You said you'd stay!"
"Ok, so you didn't actually say but- Hunter!"
"God, you could run a marathon."
"What? What are you pointing at - Hunter?"
"Where did you go?!"
"Hunter, please come out."
"I just want to have a civil conversation."
"You do know what a civil conversation is don't you."
"You know... A conversation where you don't hide, or run."
"Or kick me. Or scream rape."
"Or throw stuff at me."
"Have you ever had one of those conversations before?"
"Hun - aha!! There you are!"
"Wait, no! God dammit, stop running."
"Aha, got you again! I'm so brilliant."
"God, stop looking at me like that."
"Are you gonna say something."
"Ok, ok, I'll talk, just stop glaring."
"I just wanted to give you this."
"It's not much. Just a packet of crisps and a chocolate bar, but I noticed you don't eat lunch, and I thought maybe...um...yeah."
"Oh, ok."
"You're walking away again."
"No goodbye?"
"No thank you?"
"No?"
"Never mind, whatever."
"You took the food though."
"That's a good sign, right?"
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