“It’s like you both have forgotten the first lesson from all of those stupid alpha teen wilderness pack building trips: ‘the pack that shifts together, stays together.’” I load my plate up and hop on one of the barstools. “Or, more, accurately, the pack that shifts together, doesn’t murder one another because two of the members are ticking time bombs of aggression and bloodlust.”
Aiden really was the one with his shit together
