|
Author of 35 Stories |
The fifth time River hit him with a can of peaches they were hauling a whole shipment of them to Boros. The trip should’ve been long and boring. Instead, they ran into the remains of a blown up freighter and after all their fancy maneuvering, discovered the cargo netting needed replacing. Everyone helped gather the scattered cans and stack them back on the shipping pallets. He turned when he heard River calling his name and got a face full of aluminum.
At least this time she looked appropriately sorry and didn’t laugh while he had gauze shoved up his nose.