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🌿 Howdy x gender-neutral reader pt.2 🌿

I'm so slick gwuys please pway for me 

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this is part two of the one where the guy punched howdy!!!

TW: blood, blunt force trauma, swearing, fighting, violence

also angst hehe

enjoy y'all!

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It had been about a week since man strange man had assaulted Howdy in the store. A sunset of black, blue, orange, and purple still softly radiated from his left eye. He was back working the next day, though. His eyesight had also recovered, since the bleeding had caused minor retinal problems.

It was now late afternoon, the sunset casting a faint glow inside the store as I stocked the shelves for tomorrow. I grabbed a shipment of shovels and started placing them in a display barrel in the window. I felt almost sick to my stomach as I did.

I finnaly untied my apron and hung it on the coat hook near the door and grabbed my backpack, which I had started carrying for self-defense. Inside it was pepper spray, extra water, my phone, my earbuds, and a switchblade. I swung it over my shoulder and looked at Howdy, who was sorting people's tabs and accounts with a stressed expression. "I'm headin' out Howdy."

Howdy looked up and put the small pieces of paper in the drawer under him and untied his apron as well. "Can I walk with you?, I'm pretty tired and I thought I could turn in early..." he hung his large apron next to mine. "Of course! I'm glad you decided not to stay late once..." Howdy chuckled and opened the door for me. 

After he locked the door behind him, we started walking down the first road to our houses, the day fading fast and the stars in the sky beginning the show.

As we were walking, the only sounds being the crunching of grit beneath me and Howdy's shoes, I heard something in the distance. Almost like a shatter of glass...I stopped in my tracks, Howdy did the same and looked at me. "What's wrong?"

"Did you hear that?" I said, focusing my mind onto where the sound came from. There was another sound. Louder now- a blood-chortling yell that was abruptly cut off my another shatter. It came from the woods on the left side of me and Howdy. 

I grabbed Howdy's left hand on his torso and began running up the slope into the woods. Howdy clumsily stumbled after me, having a hard time catching up from his head getting hit on low-hanging branches. 

We were running for a while, until we came to a rickety shack in a shrubby clearing. I dived behind a thick-truncated oak with Howdy still in hand and pressed myself against it. "What'd you do that for?" Howdy groaned, rubbing his forehead in pain. I hushed him by putting my finger on his lips, which immediately silenced him as he put his four hands up in defeat.

I took my finger off of Howdy's lips and peeked from the tree. I saw a figure passing the cracked, offset widow and immediately gasped, hiding myself again behind the tree.

"What is it?" Howdy asked with concern. "Remember the guy who punched you in the face? I think this is where he lives...I just saw him pass by the windo-"  Howdy immediately began to get up to run, but I pulled him back and hid him back behind the tree. "What are you doing? we have to get that guy and call the police! He can't get away with just beating ya' up like that!" I huffed, my anger already rising at the man.