"A family moved here just yesterday. An old woman and two boys."

Matthew scoffed. "Okay, is this the Villagers' new way of meeting newcomers?"

"Pff, of course not! What's really going on with the crowd is that her youngest son is already causing trouble!"

Zack looked at the butcher with seriousness. "What kind of trouble?"

"Ahh, rebellion, party going...you name it. He's just moved yesterday, and he already thinks he owns this town! Damn teenagers!" The butcher mumbled.

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"But - but WE are teenagers!"Matthew mentioned. The butcher chuckled.

"I'm not worried about you boys...most teens I've been around act like they're fucking presidents!"

Matthew sighed in relief, he really thought the butcher was including them. Zack gives him a side eye.

The butcher then added. "If I were you boys, you best stay away from that kid. Best to keep to yourselves."

Matthew and Zack nodded in obedience.

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After dinner, the boys went to bed.

Matthew looked at the ceiling of their shack. "I don't get it....how are we supposed to stay away if we don't even know his name, or what he looks like?"

Zack sighed. "I have no clue, but Mac's right....we need to stick to us."

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