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WEEK FOUR

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It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings.

... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours!

After all, there's nothing wrong with the town today and you might just want to savor it while it lasts.

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I'm still capable of walking, you know. Nothing wrong with my legs.

[All the same...]

But I would like more tomatoes, yes.

[ Now he just looks amused. ]

I didn't say there was. All I did was offer.

[ But he nods, lifting a hand in a slight wave as he begins to walk off. ]

I have to go clean this up anyway. I'll be back with your tomatoes in a bit.

Thanks. I might even let you use one when you come back.

[So generous.]

Ha, ha.

[ Then he leaves.

But true to his word, he comes back an acceptable amount of time later with a new, larger crate of tomatoes in his hands. He drops it with a thump at Natalie's side and Winston moves in to sniff at Natalie's feet. ]

One tomato delivery, all yours, out of the goodness of my heart.

[She clasps her hand to her chest dramatically.]

Ah, my hero. [And then a very important addition, as she notices Winston investigating near her:] Can I pet your dog?

[ He doesn't even look surprised by that. Instead he whistles shortly and Winston sits at Natalie's feet. ]

Go for it. Pretty sure he relishes in the attention.

What's his name?

[She says, as she bends down slightly to scratch behind his ears. What a quality dog.]

[ He is pretty quality. ]

Winston. He, er, was a stray. Picked him up a few years back, now he's old faithful... or nearabouts, really.

He's a good boy. Aren't you?

[She isn't quite doing the baby voice, because she would rather be caught dead, but she is definitely half doing it.]

Sucks that anyone left him. People are assholes.

[ Winston seems to dig it because his floofy tail wags and he lets out a soft whuff. Will looks pretty amused. ]

Yeah, it -- well. It can be a bit of a problem. I have about... uh, ten? Ten dogs back home, including Winston. All strays I came across myself. Just kind of... had to take them in.

[A low whistle, surprised.]

Ten? Damn. Sounds to me like you need to make some friends.

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... Yeaaah, no thanks.

Not a people person? You must really hate it here, then.

[She straightens up slightly, taking a tomato out of the crate he brought back and holding it out to him.]

Your turn, as promised.

Extremely.

[ But -- oh. His eyebrows raise a little and he shrugs, taking the tomato. Sure, he can do this.

He'll pull back his arm and let the tomato fly, hitting one of the "S"'s in the process. He winces afterward, lifting his other hand to rub at his shoulder but he does look satisfied with the shot. ]

That's a good look for it.

You and me both, dude.

[She definitely notices the grimace, tilting her head slightly as she glances towards him, then to the sign.]

Definitely. I'm guessing the bullet wound is pretty recent, huh?

[ A surprised glance here but right, the posters. He just hadn't expected her to have them memorized. ]

Three years ago. Never really healed right so, I have a bad shoulder. [ Well. ] Two bad shoulders, really.

Yeah? Your boyfriend didn't insist on taking care of it?

[She grabs a tomato out of the crate as she speaks, but she doesn't throw it yet.]

[ He can't help himself, he lets out a laugh. ]

Well, he did. But we were in Italy and his sister was the one who shot me. With a sniper rifle.

[ CHIYOH!!! WHY!!!! ]

[She laughs herself, though it's more surprised than anything else.]

Oh, shit. How's that for relationship drama?

[And she thought she had it bad??]

[ HAHA NATALIE :') YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW. But he shrugs and spreads his hands, innocent. ]

She had protestations and wanted them heard. I can't entirely blame her.

So... Her solution to having protestations was to try to snipe you? Am I understanding this correctly?

[Please love yourself and entirely blame her.]

[ He shrugs, kicking the dirt a little. ]

In her defense, we didn't really know each other and she thought I was a lunatic?

And she couldn't have reserved judgment and made an effort to meet you before shooting you. Got it, makes perfect sense.

[Not really. She's judging.]

[ All he can do here is just look sheepish about it. ]

At least it was just the shoulder.

[ That doesn't help, Will. ]

Whatever helps you sleep at night, man.

[She's just going to throw another tomato at the sign, and miss completely.]

Ugh.

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