Having eaten our food in awkward silence, we then sat equally as awkwardly. Hunter continuing to knock back beer after beer. Tension rising. So, the moment I could I rush to the bathroom to shower. I need to escape the atmosphere in there, and I plan to go to my own room tonight. I do not care if it will cause questions. I will not stay in the room with Hunter tonight after he has acted that way, nor when he has drunk as much as he has.
Only further backing up my theory he was out for conflict tonight was the second I had left the room I could hear Hunter begin to argue with his brother. And it was not a small argument. His tone was full of sheer fury... he wanted a fight...
“You going to tell me what the f**k you think you were doing back there?” He roared. His voice was loud. Angry.
