radglare

"I can't bring my knives?" "No." "What about a spear?" "No." "How about-" "Is it sharp, Jake?" "…yeah." "Then no." "Well what about-" "Can it kill someone, Jake?" "Well…I guess…" "Goddamn it, Jake, no." "Hey these rules are pretty friggen stupid if you ask me." You leaned up on your bed, resting your chin on your hand, "Listen, I didn't make them, but you have to follow them." You looked on as your friend was packing his bag. You had no clue how he wound up on your doorstep one day. The boy didn't know either. He said one moment he was exploring the ruins around his house, and the next he was outside the apartment