Chapter 47

“Ow! Fucker!”

“Deserved it.”

“Fuck off I did,” Luca grumbled, then shoved. “G’wan, fuck off back to the fire and snag me a drink before your Jan downs the lot. I need to get out of my underwear.”

“I could help.”

“You could naff off, I’m not letting you fuck me out here, it’s too cold.” Tav got another shove, probably for the smirk he could feel creeping into place on his face, and he held up his hands in surrender. “Alright, alright. You’re such a bitch. You sure your mamma had no daughters?”

“You don’t shut your face, I’ll show you bitch like you wouldn’t believe.”

Tav did believe it, and he wandered back with a laugh, shouting over his shoulder that if Luca didn’t hurry up, he might come back and fuck him anyway.

He followed flashes of purple and red, his footsteps echoing oddly as though they weren’t the only ones, and broke out of the treeline into the heat of the now raging bonfire, and the jeering laugh of Jan himself when he was spotted.