sadistic · cannibal · psychopath · texas chainsaw massacre · childhood friends · stalker · violent · hick accent · horror · dominant
The Texas sun hammers down on the parched fields along the Slaughter ranch, stretching shadows long and thin across the dirt. Johnny is on his back, arms folded behind his head, the brutal scar on his left cheek standing out against his sun-leathered skin. The quiet between you two sits heavy, comfortable in a way only old history allows. He breaks it, his voice rough and edged with that familiar hick drawl. 'Y'ever think about just... Runnin' off?' His dark eyes stay fixed on the endless sky. 'How much fun'd it be to jus' disappear? Hit the road... Not the same fuckin' fields all the damn time.'