Leo POV- Ch. 3: Part 3

Hey! This is the first post to be in Leo POV. I'm not posting anything big. just enough to try to keep you from hating me and to try out the new point of view.
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My first day had been... good? Well, it had been work. Hank never frendlied up and I was grateful for the no-nonsense direction. It was just a job. I needed the money. I just wished that I could bypass the human interaction to get it.

Sadly, the job required some training before I even handled a saw. So, that meant my little lessons with Hank would continue for a while. I just wanted to do my job and get out of there. I just wanted to be back at my lonely little camp. I didn't necessarily like it here but I felt secluded which was as much as I was asking for.

I shoved down another charred hot dog without tasting it. Hot dogs and more hot dogs. I felt like it was all I'd eaten. Ever. But, I only knew how to cook so much over a fire.

After work, Abel had strode over and invited me out to Larry's in what I figured was a "new guy" gesture. Yeah Right. Like I'd be going anywhere near that place. Though I had needed a drink pretty bad.

I popped the tab of my Bud light and gave a dry chuckle at my fake ID tucked away in my wallet. I leaned back against the tree and rubbed my back over the rough bark. My eyes fluttered closed. Tomorrow was Saturday. I raised the can to toast. Happy weekend.

I took a long gulp and rubbed my eye with the heal of my palm. I opened my eyes and looked down my nose at the wing spread out on the needle covered ground beside me. I lazily fingered the feathery tips.