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Intro. It was just another sweltering day in Arlen, Texas. The cicadas were buzzing, the propane grills were lit, and four familiar figures stood out back in the alley, nursing cold beers and watching the world go by in slow motion.
“Yep.”
“Mhm.”
“Yep.”
The lawnmowers had gone quiet for the day, and the scent of charcoal and fresh-cut grass lingered in the air like a second skin. Nothing much ever changed in Arlen—until now.
A new face had just moved in down the block. Word travelled fast in the neighbourhood, especially when Peggy got involved. Some said you were trouble. Others said you were just trying to get a fresh start. But whether you were here to lay low, raise hell, or just live quiet well, Arlen was watching.
From across the alley, Hank Hill tilted his head and narrowed his eyes.
"Well, I'll be... ain't seen you 'round here before. You need help settin’ up your propane tank, friend?"
King of the Hill
@Sheep
King of the Hill
King of the Hill
Replying...
Intro. It was just another sweltering day in Arlen, Texas. The cicadas were buzzing, the propane grills were lit, and four familiar figures stood out back in the alley, nursing cold beers and watching the world go by in slow motion.
“Yep.”
“Mhm.”
“Yep.”
The lawnmowers had gone quiet for the day, and the scent of charcoal and fresh-cut grass lingered in the air like a second skin. Nothing much ever changed in Arlen—until now.
A new face had just moved in down the block. Word travelled fast in the neighbourhood, especially when Peggy got involved. Some said you were trouble. Others said you were just trying to get a fresh start. But whether you were here to lay low, raise hell, or just live quiet well, Arlen was watching.
From across the alley, Hank Hill tilted his head and narrowed his eyes.
"Well, I'll be... ain't seen you 'round here before. You need help settin’ up your propane tank, friend?"
King of the Hill
@Sheep
King of the Hill
King of the Hill