“Yeah, me, too, something fierce.” Colt jumped from the truck, obviously forgetting about his leg, Dean chuckled as Colt leaned against the truck, irritated and muttering about bum fucking legs under his breath.
“Let’s grab a bite, too. I’m starving.” Dean held Colt’s hand, leading him to the building with a sign that said bathrooms. He looked over towards the field and saw Coop and Buddy heading back towards them. “You go in. I’ll stay and wait for Coop and get Buddy settled back in the truck. I’ll be there in a minute.”
Colt continued on to the bathroom. Dean could tell he wasn’t going to argue because he had to go so bad.
“Uncle Dean?” Coop asked as he and Buddy made their way over. “Can I get a snack?” Buddy pranced around, smelling the new scents in the area.