Kyle is hopping a little from one foot to the other, nervous because of what he's done.
"Shit. I didn't mean to. Fuck, my uncle is never going to let us come down here again." And he knows things are tough between his dad and his brother so he hates that he might have made it worse by breaking the furniture. And any excuse he can come up with isn't going to make it any better.
All the talk of horseback riding and finding something to do goes out the window though, even his fear of what he did, in that moment as Michael says those words.
"Wait, what?"
He drops down on his knees next to Michael, peering at the darkness beyond, and the hinges on the edge of what is definitely a door.
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"Shit. I didn't mean to. Fuck, my uncle is never going to let us come down here again." And he knows things are tough between his dad and his brother so he hates that he might have made it worse by breaking the furniture. And any excuse he can come up with isn't going to make it any better.
All the talk of horseback riding and finding something to do goes out the window though, even his fear of what he did, in that moment as Michael says those words.
"Wait, what?"
He drops down on his knees next to Michael, peering at the darkness beyond, and the hinges on the edge of what is definitely a door.
"Whoa. That's so cool. What's in there?"