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I’m sorry for replying so late, my motivation for writing went 
if you don’t wanna continue no worries!! But I do really enjoy how this interaction is going!!
Delphina @idiot.exe
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“Yeahh, I’m fine, see?” She said pulling her shoulders back. Well, if she says she’s fine Brad shrugged, surveying the scene. “So if it weren’t for him, you’d have left me to die? I think I need to personally thank him.” She laughed, but Brad just threw her a side long glance. “Joking. I’ll help you find him, let’s go.” He nodded, thankful for the help but a little…. Choked up. Clearing his throat, “uhh, yeah. Thanks.” He was truly thankful. But his thoughts really only gave him the worst scenarios. He cleared his throat again, “His name is Logan. He has like, sandy blonde hair, two inches shorter, uhh, pretty solid build. Muscular.” Brads heart already started to ache, though at least just talking about his husband seemed to lessen the tension—well, at least turn it into a good tension and not a stab to the gut. Something closer to… a tingle. Brad stepped over a large piece of wood, reaching his foot yonder as his eyes caught on a hand that sent him jerking back with on awkward hop on one foot. He glanced back at the the girl to see if she was still following, then hesitantly peaked over the log. Following the arm, past the elbow, over the shoulder, Brad glanced at the body before quickly looking up at the sky to see anything but what was before him. Definitely a water logged person, with long soggy hair wrapped around their face. He was glad he couldn’t see the face. It would be too real. Brad turned back, not sure if the girl had seen the body yet. “Maybe we should head this way first.” Brad stated, rather than suggested. He was already sulking past her—less bodies from what he could tell. “Are you sure you wanna… See all this” Brad asked, rolling his wrist in a circle to reference… well, everything.
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