Boone

“Why are you in such a good mood today? It's fucking hot and miserable,” Abel asks as we take a water break.

The August heat is beating down on us no matter how hard we try to get out of it. I took my shirt off a long time ago, and now I have a wet bandana over my head. “I had a good night. What can I say?” I shrug. 

“So who did you stay with?” He raises an eyebrow.

“Who said I stayed with someone, smartass? Last I checked, no ...