“It’s poisonous!” I screamed in frustration.
Lev lets out an annoyed growl. “It’s not!”
“It is!” I poked at his face.
He pokes back at mine. “It’s not!”
He and I are squatted down staring at a plant that may or may not be edible. We’ve been here for almost an hour now, glaring at each other.
Our stomachs grumble in unison.
My eyes flicker to the plant and then back to Lev. “I swear to the Goddess, Morozov, if this kills me I'll come back to haunt you.”
“If I die from hunger, Volkov, I'll come back to haunt you.” He threatened back.
I jerked away and elbowed him in the side.
He grunts, taking the blow and falls on his butt.
The two of us aren’t exactly the best partners— if I could even call us that. I had my way and he had his. Fueled by the impatience of not seeing other con
