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It wasn't a year, not yet. Coming up on one yeah, he was pretty sure, but fuck if he actually knew. It was messed up trying to keep track of one day at a fucking time when the calendars were kinda the same just shifted some and he didn't really know what day it was when he left in the first place. Still. November. End of November. Seemed about right for the time of year when he left, though you really couldn't tell it by looking outside. It didn't get cold enough. Not that it really snowed all that much in the Commonwealth in November either. Sometimes. They'd get flurries and crap. He'd heard stories of endless blizzards further north and tales from ghouls from back when the bombs dropped about a couple decades or whatever that everything was frozen. Not now. Not anymore.
Not here either.
Still, it was probably an anniversary of something. The day he met Blue? Shit, maybe. No. No, that was before Halloween. Close on about the time they finally raided Med-Tek though and Daisy's caravan set off with the cure for Duncan.
Close enough.
Reason enough to imbibe a little.
The months in the inn, the months of quiet, all this time with so little to shoot at...
Fuck, it chafed at him, and he sat in the slightly crisp morning sun, hanging out in the garden as he pulled an institute laser rifle apart, wondering if he'd be able to figure out something new from it this time, maybe see about actually making the damn thing quieter.
Not here either.
Still, it was probably an anniversary of something. The day he met Blue? Shit, maybe. No. No, that was before Halloween. Close on about the time they finally raided Med-Tek though and Daisy's caravan set off with the cure for Duncan.
Close enough.
Reason enough to imbibe a little.
The months in the inn, the months of quiet, all this time with so little to shoot at...
Fuck, it chafed at him, and he sat in the slightly crisp morning sun, hanging out in the garden as he pulled an institute laser rifle apart, wondering if he'd be able to figure out something new from it this time, maybe see about actually making the damn thing quieter.