[Pratt's sitting on his battered porch chair, trying to admire the view. It's not a bad one, there's a lake and the distant tundra has it's own sort of beauty. Maybe it would be nicer if the lake wasn't frozen solid and he wasn't having to wear all his wardrobe all the time in order to stay warm.
He nods politely, getting to his feet.]
Afternoon. I.. haven't actually met my neighbors. I see some of them sometimes but that's about it.
[He should be a little more social honestly. At least he's trying at the range.]
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He nods politely, getting to his feet.]
Afternoon. I.. haven't actually met my neighbors. I see some of them sometimes but that's about it.
[He should be a little more social honestly. At least he's trying at the range.]