Heron Lake Plateau And Robbie likes his country tunes

"yo! whatcha yelling for!!" yelled tegan, the fuckin hypocrite, who was like right by niamh when she called out about the storm. which, for the record, tegan knew exactly why she was yelling. but whatever! it was more fun to be obnoxious. 

he strolled over, tail swinging casual as ever. did something weird happen between them? really? they almost bumped nasties? sheesh, that is weird. looking at tegan now, you probably couldn't even tell he had any idea. was this a facade? absolutely!! but oh well. "think we're gonna have to bunker down or somethin?" he asked her a little more seriously, his nose twitched. yup. definitely smelled like storm.