Choose to become? Frey could tell that Megan even slowed down when she asked him. It was as if that was how Ansel had phrased his words, the girl only copying it to sound correct.
"I didn't think you'd have that kind of intelligent conversation with that guy…" Frey laughed darkly as he walked away. "Let's see… I'm the kind that—"
Honk! A goose then showed out of nowhere and bit Frey's ass, making the scout jog before turning to glare at the Delta far away. Ansel was murmuring sadly at his Jersey chicken pet, but Frey saw how the geese all began to run toward him, honking and flapping their wings aggressively.
Frey chose to run away, as he shouldn't hurt the animals. "What the shit?! I will fucking break your neck the next time, Ansel Bishop!"
"Mister Frey, you're so bad! Don't curse in front of a child!"
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