Not hungry. [ Royce mutters. He doesn't know where they are, or what day it is, or anything other than he wants to sleep forever. Maybe he'll die in his sleep. That'd be easy. He just wants easy.
He shivers and grabs for the blankets, trying to put them over Alfie, too. The sun is gone. The temperature is far, far into the negatives. ]
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He shivers and grabs for the blankets, trying to put them over Alfie, too. The sun is gone. The temperature is far, far into the negatives. ]