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Cole Cassidy ([personal profile] good_bamf_ugly) wrote in [community profile] aperture_high 2016-06-16 03:09 am (UTC)

[He suspected 76 wasn't going to sleep easy if at all. It'd be a lie to say McCree got a good night's sleep but probably fared a good sum of hours better than him. He knew he'd need them because he also knew he wouldn't be able to hustle the steady brown steed he'd borrowed very hard with the weight of two unwashed hobo men.

It's a long bumpy ride but finally, eventually, McCree feels him succumb to that lack of sleep. On one hand it's a relief to not feel the constant reminder of his vaguely unhinged ex-commander bearing literally down his back and feeling his eyes figuratively bearing down on him through that shattered visor of his. On the other hand, sleeping upright on a horse is damn hard and honestly McCree starts counting the seconds he thinks he'll last. He should just let the bastard fall off and learn him his lesson.

Instead he straightens his back with a frown and keeps riding--at least as much as he can get before he starts to feel 76 slide a little too much to the right.

76 gets a sharp jab in the stomach from McCree's elbow.]


Betty Sue don't come with seatbelts. [That's the horse. Betty Sue.] And I figure you won't appreciate me fashioning some for you in the middle of your sleep.

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