As Henry followed Parker towards the stables, he couldn't shake the uneasy feeling gnawing at him. The sky had dimmed, shadows stretching across the ground.
"So, Parker," Henry started, his tone cautious. "You sure we're ready for this? Seems like we're walking into something without a solid plan."
Parker chuckled lightly, his relaxed demeanor unwavering. "Henry, my man, we never really have a solid plan, do we? That's the beauty of it. It keeps things... exciting."
Henry sighed, trying to hide his frustration. "Exciting, huh? Pretty sure that's not the word I'd use."
As they reached the stables, Parker leaned against the doorway, his usual smirk plastered across his face. "Look, I get it. You're nervous. But don't worry, I've got your back."
Henry couldn't help but notice a strange glint in Parker's eyes for a brief moment, something almost... calculating. It was gone as quickly as it appeared, replaced by Parker's usual laid-back expression.
